Tag Archive: Romance

The golden dust..

The golden Dust…. We didn’t know. Life move so damn fast and we cannot stop time. I wondered. Did you know me? Did I know you? Now our silence whispers of love words… Continue reading

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Midnight confessions..

Midnight confessions….. Once I played the fool for you. I painted us together as forever lovers in a world of give and take. You were my Juliet and I was your Romeo. You… Continue reading

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Lovers in Paris..

Lovers in Paris She whispered to me, “O my love, O my love. Make me feel alive. I plucked a rose for us today and I told the red rose. Where had my… Continue reading

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No mercy dear Lizzie..

No mercy dear Lizzie… You found me alone by the St Clair lake and you wore a silky gray dress. I saw you from a distance and I watched you walked quickly toward… Continue reading

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Wild horses..

Wild horses…. We laid bare on the patio, allowing the moonlight to caress our skin. She wanted to make love at the midnight hours on the closed-in patio, as the rain gentle fell.… Continue reading

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Dear Belinda..

Dear Belinda.. ( A old poem. Written in August of 1990) I learned life wasn’t fair, you can’t get what you want and love isn’t enough sometimes. I remember a beauty, prettiest girl… Continue reading

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The illusion..

Words for you my love..                            The Illusion.. Some photos are poetry. Beautiful photos and beautiful artwork. They are poetry for… Continue reading

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A voyage..

A voyage.. One, wild man was restless, fearless, a hurricane. He loved rhyme, verse and epic poetry about love, war and nature. He would drink, sing, dance into the midnight hours. He wanted… Continue reading

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No chance..

No chance.. My beautiful dear lady is waiting for me, a touch of the sun upon her face. I stand at a distance and I appreciate her gentle eyes, the softness of her… Continue reading

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The fingerprints.

The fingerprints… I washed the blankets and I washed the sheets. I opened the Window wide and the damn cold air awoke my memory of you. On a September night in the Fall,… Continue reading

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