Let’s drink and pray for more.
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
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
1- You..You make me want things I cannot have.Your sweet words making me wish for placeswere I can be free and wild.Knowing no control and swimming in your eyes. 2- Secrets..I want… Continue reading
1- Lingering..I remember you.Those lingering kisses andyour silken tender skin against me.Your love was holy and sweet.. 2- Cherish The aroma of Summer flowers upon your skin.Your perfect tan legs across my lap.Your… Continue reading
I dreamed of you… I remember Paris. You were in your perfect place and free. Your mind running wild in the beauty of the old city of Paris. The kind and beautiful, City… Continue reading
I will sing the blues for you.. Johnnie be good, Johnnie be bad andJohnnie dancing alone to the Jazz. The words sweet, tempting and so true.My baby left me, I’m so damn alone.Now… Continue reading
Idyllic places and time…. The storyteller told the writers. We shall learn that life is Summer and Winter. Spring and Fall. We will know sweetness and we shall know sadness. We will be… Continue reading
Everyone is a river… Nicole sat in her bra and pantie, her bare feet moving and dancing in water of lake Superior. I adored watching her and I traced her body with my… Continue reading
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
Fool’s gold. The irony of life, we learn too late, we can’t have everything we want. I remember you, a breathtaking beauty who listen to my words, my poetry. You held my hands… Continue reading
I took the midnight train to Florence, the days of Spring were coming to a ending. I loved the Germany Spring and I needed dear Florence again. The city of Florence stole my… Continue reading