One more cup of coffee and a tall glass of the Black Velvet too… I loved the Belton, Texas dance halls. The good music, the Texas two-step and the women seeking more than… Continue reading
Jazzy Monday poetry.1- I told her she was so damn pretty. I love your eyes of coffee brown. I had watched her dance alone. Tight black dress, strong legs and robust body made… Continue reading
Now nothing remains the same. Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola. Made… Continue reading
Barefoot dreams… I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance club and bar at Seaside. He was forced retired and slowly dying. You would never know it. He maintained his… Continue reading
This wicked waltz.. Perfect beauty is waiting for me and she is dressed in a perfect red rose dress.Her tempting shoulders and her flowing auburn hair make my blissful creature.My goddess, angel, muse… Continue reading
A wing and a prayer.. He told the Lake St. Clair. We become, who suppose become. Hell-bound life can lead us to place of peace. He told the lady of the lake. Kind… Continue reading
Seconds in time… I learn in a bloody crazy life. Seconds become so important. I went to war in 1991. I called my Grandfather Reyes… Continue reading
Love beholds, love be bold I told Nicole, you awoke my slumbering heart. I love your beautiful face, your womanly curves and the elegant of your words when you speak. I love your… Continue reading
The waltz. We were doing a waltz upon the quiet beach. The waves were the orchestra and the wind was whispering a love song. I tossed you into a twirl and I brought her back to… Continue reading
Stitches… I remember her last words. The million hellos were erased by a midnight good bye. Once we entwined our lives and now in my secret place. A million fingerprints, leftover reminders. I… Continue reading
