Love words from a mad man.
1-Break me. Please break me and make me bleed. Show me I’m alive, make me die and bring me back to life. Dead men revived, know life can be okay. Drink of my… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Relationships
I will take care of you.
Ancient Poet wrote. You can be killed off with kisses and loving eyes can turn cold and dark. Pretty Beth told me. Take me, make me and make me feel alive. Make my… Continue reading
Love letters never send.
Love letters never send. Old man wrote a letter. He wrote “My dear love.” What we don’t do. These are the memories that will break our heart forever. You and I. Maybe loco… Continue reading
Dead flowers and beautiful Samantha Fish song.
Dead flowers (Some short poetry) 1- Please don’t talk no-more. Pretty lady crying and she told her banished lover.Please speak no-more. Your words had turned worthless and meaningless.Your face from angel to the… Continue reading
Rage and pain. And a beautiful Katy Funke song.
1- Rage and pain,illusion and deceit.Love born than died. 2- Slender shoulders kissed.The nakedly dance,the midnight hour splendor 3- Captured,unrestrained,taunts and torment.Imperfection enshrined. John Castellenas/Coyote
I remember you, I remember us. And an amazing Kansas song.
I remember you, I remember us Once we were young and free. You were my California dream and I was your Hemingway. We roamed highway one for one year and we sang, drank… Continue reading
We don’t own love and an amazing Bob Seger song.
1- Highway 80,never ending,the long ride to California,maybe escaping?what we leave behind,love begone,love cast out?Are we running to?Or away? 2- She asked me,were you killed off by love?I loved this woman,sultry dress, scent… Continue reading
Please twirl me one more time.
Please swirl me, one more time. 1- She told him. Please don’t forget me my love. Tonight we dance with the sea near and the sound of the ocean is our needed song.… Continue reading
A Summertime love.
A Summertime love. Dear Veronica, she knew I adored her. She sat near me and her bare feet caressed the softness of the grass. She asked me. Would you love me when my… Continue reading
The fray. California a-dreaming.
A woman, too pretty to be near me. She took my hands and she told me. Johnnie, Johnnie. You must find the Fray. Your organized life is killing you and your dead dreams… Continue reading