Tag Archive: love

The fearless and the daring.

The fearless and the daring. We drank the September Germany wine and we found our private place where we locked the doors, allowed no-one in. We fell into blissful madness and I fell… Continue reading

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What is love?

Love is never stealing. Love is borrowing kisses and hugs. Then returning the borrowed kisses and hugs in two-fold and more. Old wise saying. You don’t find love. Love will find you. Johnnie/Coyote

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If I knew.

If I knew. I would of loved more and said less. Sweet memories slip into my mind of us.Two people loving and holding tight like it was our last moment. I remember walking hand… Continue reading

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Kind people, good song and laughter.

Kind people, good song and laughter. I found Joe Ann at a strip club. Only place near Fort Hood that played my Detroit sports. She would sit with me and hold my hands.… Continue reading

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Captive hearts.

Captive heart. Divine woman love the Fall days. The cooler days make her wander into deep forest and search for quiet meadows and beautiful places. She love the feel of the freedom in… Continue reading

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I hate you; I love you. And amazing dance video by Sara and Reda.

I hate you; I love you. I try to escape you; I try to flee your memory. I repeat secret words in hidden places in my mind. I hate you; I love you.… Continue reading

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Bad love. And music by lovely Lindsey Stirling.

Bad love. I felt the darkness of the night overtaking the lights of the day. Stealing away the gentleness that is left in me. The once sweet memories had turn to a cancer.… Continue reading

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Waiting for a miracle.

Waiting for a miracle. I remember you, I remember us. You were my wild and untamed lady, and I was running to you, and I was running away from you in the same… Continue reading

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The city of lights or anywhere.

The city of lights or anywhere. (I am tire of being locked-in. I need a vacation to anywhere.) We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his… Continue reading

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You get, what you deserve.

You get, what you deserve. We steal, we borrow, we loan and we want more, we want less. Pretty feet, soft and tender legs I kissed softly, and I looked in her eyes.… Continue reading

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