So cold and a lovely Mean Mary song.
So cold. She came to me at midnight and she gave me whiskey kisses and kind words. I told her. I need to taste your skin; I need to know you wild and… Continue reading
So cold. She came to me at midnight and she gave me whiskey kisses and kind words. I told her. I need to taste your skin; I need to know you wild and… Continue reading
Haunted places and haunted memories. I wear the white crystal you gave me in 1992. The necklace feels more heavy with time and distance. I learn in old age. When we are young,… 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
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
(April is poetry month. New poetry number twelve.) The ballad of the angry woman. She was an unbounded lady sitting alone at Happy Hour in the Monterey Irish Pub. Long Island Ice Teas,… Continue reading
The death of love. A lonely lullaby. 1- Once upon a time, you came to me at midnight and you went to my bedroom. You stripped off your clothing and you waited for… Continue reading
Softly we must go. Softly we go, you and me. We had danced in many dangerous storms and we wanted more. Baby sweet, honey, my love. We need shoeless days, we need to… 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