A thousand years. And a beautiful Julia Westlin song.
A thousand years. Where are you, my sweet lover? I searched for you and all I found was traces of smiles and scent of gentle and sweet perfume left. We had an untamed… Continue reading
A thousand years. Where are you, my sweet lover? I searched for you and all I found was traces of smiles and scent of gentle and sweet perfume left. We had an untamed… Continue reading
Lovely Liz. With pen and paper, I write, spilled blood upon notions of things wanted and so damn far away. We secretly abated love and you became my wish to behold. I wanted… Continue reading
I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always. She was the Gypsy girl and a Monterey Bay dancer. She would gather her friends, and they would find the… Continue reading
Dear Maggie.. She was my sea dancer; she was a kind lover. Now, she is a lasting memory, and she is tattoos on my mind. I was being loco, drinking and trying to… Continue reading
The sinner’s prayer. I knew every tavern on Highway 35 in Texas. I drank a beer and some whiskey in almost everyone. Those Texas girls loved me. I could two-step and waltz till… Continue reading
A slow dance. 1- Once sweet baby, we held love so tightly, you were my everything. Now we are strangers reaching out for a miracle. Maybe we need some gin and juice, some… Continue reading
Scars, we do have. The saddest gal in Monterey asked me. You make me laugh when I want to cry, you make me smile when I want to disappear. You hold my hand,… Continue reading
Leftover wine. Once, you and I, we tried to catch the wind. Once, you and I, tried to touch the clouds. We marvel at our world, and we danced freely with the wildflowers… Continue reading
Under the willow tree. We danced. Once we held love over everything. Love was holy and a joy. Was a blessing and a gift. Now like sleeping flowers in the Winter. The feeble… Continue reading
Once upon a Summer Day. She was the kindest and pretty’s gal in Monterey. I called her, my lady of the sea. She called me, the angry man. Who needed to find the… Continue reading