Tag Archive: Romance

Delicate wings.

Delicate wings. Beautiful Lizzy, please allow me in. I asked her near our sea.Her word and beauty memorized me.Woman who strips down their true colors and shows you what ishidden beneath her clothing… Continue reading →

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The poet, the dancer and the artist.

The poet, the dancer and the artist. It was last warm days of Summer, the late August warm days were appreciated. Two men and one woman are drinking their coffee near the Port… Continue reading →

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We do not find love. Love will find us.

We do not find love. Love will find us. Delicious love, sweet love. The kindest love will be tattoos on our skin. I asked for one kiss, I asked for one dance and… Continue reading →

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I still miss you. And a lovely Sinead Harnett song.

I still miss you. 1- Dear Bridgette, you saved me once on a September day. Your soft voice and gentle heart calmed the rage of a man, drowning in rage. You held my… Continue reading →

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Wild Irish Rose. And an outstanding George Jones song.

Wild Irish Rose.   Pretty gal with emerald eyes and the sweetest voice I ever heard. She told me. Johnnie, Johnnie. You can’t out-run the devil and the Wild Irish Rose won’t save… Continue reading →

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Some mercy, please.

Mercy 1- She was so fine, she was so sweet. Prettiest Texas gal in Belton asked me for a dance. I told her, yes ma. She took my hands and we went to… Continue reading →

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You are my poetry my dear lover.

You are my poetry my dearest love. I was a soldier, wandering the world seeking adventure and I learn. One day, I was alone. I learn, if you escape home for a long… Continue reading →

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One more cup of coffee.

One more cup of coffee.. She was a California dream, in her eyes. You could see the great sea. In her voice, she could take away all my sadness. I went to her… Continue reading →

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Kiss me once, kiss me twice. And a lovely Doris Day song.

Kiss me once, kiss me twice. We learn too late. We can’t have everything we wanted. The chronicle of life can be un-fair. And we learn, somethings cannot be forgiven. Just accepted. Once… Continue reading →

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My Joan of Arc.

My Joan of Arc. Dear beautiful poet, please write on my bare skin, I love you, I love you. Please let’s lay bare and pray. The night will be never-ending. You and me,… Continue reading →

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