You are perfect..
You are perfect.. Old Poet wrote words for a pretty dancer at the Stray Cat lounge, she is dancing bare-footed and alone on the lonely dance floor.. “What is wrong, what is right,… Continue reading
You are perfect.. Old Poet wrote words for a pretty dancer at the Stray Cat lounge, she is dancing bare-footed and alone on the lonely dance floor.. “What is wrong, what is right,… Continue reading
The dance of the sea.. I watched her paint her face, she covered her majesty face with colors of brown and black. I told her, you don’t need the make-up. Your beautiful face,… Continue reading
Let’s drink and pray for more.. Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor,barely old enough to be in the dark taverns of Downtown Austin.Her wild eyes searched for what she needed. I… Continue reading
Holy as love —– Pretty woman dancing with me on the Belton, Texas dance hall floor on a Friday night.She told me. Honey, darling and my sweetheart.Love demands payment. Love is holy and… Continue reading
Never dance with the Devil.. You are so damn fine, yes you are. You are like Black Velvet whiskey, Straight, easy to drink and smooth as silky kisses and erotic dances at the… Continue reading
The stormy sea.. Life is like a burning candle, we can burn brightly or we can fade away to distance memory. I told my friend, I am too old to die young. Once… Continue reading
Please come home to me.. I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful, the Pacific ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day, I… Continue reading
My oh my Johnnie was drinking hard whiskey, was watching the sea dance and the sky turn more blacker and dangerous on the Monterey Wharf last tavern. A sweet voice whispered, big storm… Continue reading
Catch the wind.. Please kind lady, please lay with me.Allow the night to cover us with the warmth of love embrace.We were strangers till we learned.We had the same dreams, we were alone… Continue reading
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 ginger hair… Continue reading