Trying to lose your memory.
Trying to lose your memory. I tried to find peace and calm in the coffee houses of Monterey, drinking strong coffee and reading dead-end poetry at the nightly poetry readings. I thought I… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Romance
Paint me.
1- Paint me. Elegant lady told me. Life is hard and the night is long my love.We must bathe in the kindness of the long midnight.Kind night allowed us to adrift in the… Continue reading
I believed once.
I believed once. 1- I believe once, you and I would never part. But the storm of life made us learn. How sweet love could be and how easy we could forget. 2-… Continue reading
Cocoa Beach.
Cocoa Beach. I received a phone call. Sweet Peggy called and asked. Please come to see me. I live in Cocoa beach and I’m very lonely. I need a friend. I heard in… Continue reading
Sway and an amazing Anita Kelsey song.
Sway. The Poet’s wish. Never sweet and never easy. A dancing beauty moved with the song. Her hips moving slowly with the tempting words. The dancing damsel, she knows she was the Hemingway’s… Continue reading
The dance.
The dance. Star bright, star light. So many stars lighting up the night. I have one wish.Dark eyed beauty dances with the Seaside waves.She had stripped away her fears, and she dances with… Continue reading
Love conquered all.
Love conquered all. Lovers drowning in the amorous of sweet kiss, long embrace andthe long dances where love grow like flowers in the Spring.They know. Love conquered all. I write down name of… Continue reading
The final act.
The final act. She told me. I need you. I don’t need you.You used to run home to be. Undress me at the door.I loved how you loved my silk stockings. I wore… Continue reading
My dream weaver. And a beautiful Audrey Hepburn song.
My dream weaver.. 1- I do remember our moonlight dance at Big Sur. We had the half moon above us and I saw everything beautiful in your wild hazel eyes. I tossed you… Continue reading
A madman or saint. A beautiful Alison Sudol song.
1- On paper, with good pen and good song. I remember silky voice, pale skin and the most beautiful face I ever seen. We prayed and we starved for love in the Spring… Continue reading