Tag Archive: Romance

Mystery and wonder..

Mystery and wonder… It was a Germany warm Summer, the days were long and easy. You and I had no-place to you. You were my German girl with eyes of hazel who loved… Continue reading

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One more cup of coffee my dearest love..

One more cup of coffee my dearest. ( April is poetry month. Poem number four.) He made two cups of coffee with a pinch of sugar and light cream. He watched dear Susi… Continue reading

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Damned if you do, damned if you don’t..

Damned if you do, damned if you don’t.. ( April is poetry month and my poem new number three.) My friend told me. Be careful Johnnie. She is a feral cat. Can’t tame… Continue reading

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We danced for the sea and we prayed to the Goddess of the sea for more..

We danced for the sea and we prayed to the Goddess of the sea for more. ( April is poetry month. My second poem. I will attempt to create 30 new poems.) I… Continue reading

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April is poetry month. Poem number one. Sweet Jenny.

( I will attempt 30 new poems for April. The Poetry month. Now I begin. ) Dear Jenny.. I found you and I lost you dear Jenny in Michigan. I remember us. We… Continue reading

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I tried to memorize her face..

I tried to memorize her face.. She was my midnight dancer and she loved the sea. She didn’t like loud people and she sought the quiet of the Monterey Bay. She adored band… Continue reading

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Loveliest girl in Michigan..

Loveliest girl in Michigan.. Old soldier drinking alone in Port Austin, Michigan and he knew. He had learn too late. Love is fleeing moments that cannot be caught. He know now. Love can… Continue reading

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Everything had it’s time..

Everything had it’s time… 1-  We have become silhouettes in a locked room. Just two ghosts roaming and breathing alone. Once house, filled with love. Now a tomb, so dusty and so cold.… Continue reading

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Falling and falling, we shall go..

Falling and falling, we shall go. We had a June warm  Summer days, the Lake St. Clair was in the from of us and we sat by the witches trees. Hand in hand,… Continue reading

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Angie.

Angie.. I remember our days and nights at Big Sur, you were my imperfection angel.You wanted, just enough and you allowed your dreams to die. You enchante me by speaking careless words and… Continue reading

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