Misty eyes.
Misty eyes. You bathe me with your hazel eyes, your morning misty eyes. We have hot coffee, early morning, the sun rising from the east. I tell you, let’s slow down this day,… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Romance
The lull of the lullaby.
The lull of your lullaby. I thirst for darkness, not light. I seek wild dances, not the shade of real love that will fade. I want the divine kiss and the long midnight.… Continue reading
I’ll never fall in love again. And a great Tom Jones song.
I’ll never fall in love I went to the Stray Cat Inn on Monday night. Long Islands are three dollars till 9pm and the company kind and polite. I was waiting for my… Continue reading
My wild Texas rose.
My wild Texas rose. Kind mistress night brought her to me. The Austin, Texas bars brought people from all places together. When the moon took over the night sky. People from different places… Continue reading
Hello again. For my dearest Peggy.
Hello again. For my dearest Peggy. I have learned to love the darkness of the taverns and the jazz clubs,where the people with nothing to hide, can go.Old men and old women tell… Continue reading
A thousand years. And a beautiful Julia Westlin song.
A thousand years. Where are you, my sweet lover? I searched for you and all I found was traces of smiles and scent of gentle and sweet perfume left. We had an untamed… Continue reading
You make me crazy dear Paloma.
You make me so crazy my dear Paloma. Damn those eyes, damn those green eyes that steal my thoughts and my dreams. You and I. Kindred spirit seeking proper peace and peace in… Continue reading
The dance of the flower.
The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My dearest and kindest friend, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth… Continue reading
Dark interludes. A story.
Dark Interludes Facts or fiction. Love will bewitch us. An old friend of many years sends me a letter with kind words of love at a desperate time in my life. I was… Continue reading
Highway poetry. Flowers and tattoos.
Wander or slowly die 1- She was so beautiful.She moved like a wild and free animal.I knew she was untamed and lusted for the free highway.I didn’t try to capture her. Just made… Continue reading