Tag Archive: Romance

Softly we must go. And a beautiful Mean Mary song.

Softly we must go. Softly we go, you and me. We had danced in many dangerous storms  and we wanted more. Baby sweet, honey, my love. We need shoeless days, we need to… Continue reading

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I want you and a beautiful Holly Troy song.

I want you… 1- She ran into the field of wildflowers. She stirred his eyes, she stirred his mind and heart. He loved her wild eyes and the questions in her voice. She… Continue reading

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Maybe, one more cup of Irish coffee.

Maybe, one more cup of Irish coffee. I remember the fragrance of her. She smelled like the sea and Irish whiskey. I knew I wanted her on a summer day. She played her… Continue reading

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The pretty things, the dangerous things.

The pretty thing, the dangerous things. Once I held treasure. We danced in the lost and found of seeking happiness. Once we were fearless and we knew laughter. We had Gypsy souls and… Continue reading

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One whiskey, one beer and a Cuban cigar. And mighty George Thorogood music.

One whiskey, one beer and a Cuban cigar. Was a pretty Texas gal smiling at me. She purred like a kitten and I knew. I ordered one whiskey, one beer and a Cuban… Continue reading

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Dear Belinda. And a outstanding Patty Smyth song.

Dear Belinda. 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 I ever known. When I looked into her eyes,… Continue reading

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I remember everything. And an amazing Eileen Jewell song.

“We were so close, and we were so far away from each other at the same time. We were near heaven and we almost knew love.” I remember you. I wrote to my… Continue reading

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Dear Monterey.

Dear Monterey. The kind Gods took me from war to you dear Monterey. I joined wars to try to die the proper death. Suicide, I couldn’t do. War didn’t want my death. The… Continue reading

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Arousing illusion.

Arousing illusion. Old man told the kid sitting with him at the bar.The senses. Taste, smell, sight, touch and hearing.Make us live and die in them.Make us want things we cannot have and… Continue reading

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Please take my heart, please take my hands.

Please take my hand, please take my heart. Old man told the young soldier in the Fort Louis NCO club. You must die to learn to live. You must lose everything to appreciate… Continue reading

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