So cold. And a beautiful Mean Mary song.
So cold. She came to me at midnight, and she gave me whiskey kisses and kind words. I whispered to her. I need to taste your skin; I need to know you wild… Continue reading
So cold. She came to me at midnight, and she gave me whiskey kisses and kind words. I whispered to her. I need to taste your skin; I need to know you wild… Continue reading
Softly we go… Softly we go, you and me. We had danced in many dangerous storms and we want more. Baby sweet, honey, my love. We need shoeless days, we need to hear… Continue reading
Roses and lovers… “O my love, O my love.I said: Let me fall or stand,let me fall or stand,let me live or die,but this once hear me speak-O my love, O my love.Yet a… Continue reading
So cold… She came to me at midnight and she gave me whiskey kisses and kind words. I whispered to her. I need to taste your skin, I need to know you wild… Continue reading
Barefoot day.. I need a easy day. I need the Pacific ocean and no place to be. I need a kind voice, good songs and time to write. I need a barefoot day,… Continue reading
She came to me at midnight and she gave me whiskey kisses and kind words. I whispered to her. I need to taste your skin, I need to know you wild and not… Continue reading
.. (April is poetry month. My new poem number seventeen.) She came to me at midnight and she gave me whiskey kisses and kind words. I whispered to her. I need to taste… Continue reading
I need more barefoot days… I want to remember a beautiful Summer day, I want to remember a sweet woman face, I want to remember a kind woman voice. I do remember her… Continue reading
Softly we go… Softly we go, you and me. We had danced in many dangerous storms and we want more. Baby sweet, honey, my love. We need shoeless days, we need to hear… Continue reading