Scarborough fair.
Scarborough fair.. I once dance with the prettiest gal at the Scarborough fair. I told her, I wanted to marry her and to make her smile every day of her life. She smiled… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Scotland girl
The karma of love..
he karma of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we are young. We waste the gift of love. The Karma of Love. Written on 5 March 1985 I remember when the sparkles… Continue reading
I am going to built me a heaven of my own..
I’m going to build me a heaven of my own.. It was a majesty night and the music was so damn good.I have money for the Scottish whiskey and the night was young.A… Continue reading
Please hold me, please kiss me..
Please hold me, please kiss me.. My beautiful Sheena, in your arms. You chase away my nightmares. When you hold me, when you kiss me. I can’t remember the sadness of yesterday. When… Continue reading
Sweet red wine…
It was early fall. The sweet new wines of Germany came out.They are cheap and tasty.It was a beautiful late summer day.The youth of the city of Boeblingen surrounded the lake drinking the… Continue reading
40 cent more..
40 cents more.. I called Scotland at 10pm, hoping for a proper goodbye. Beautiful Sheena answered her telephone and she told me, Johnnie, I forgave you, We held love for a second and… Continue reading
The Scottish kisses..
The Scottish girl kisses.. It was 1978 and the long days of Summer were here. Early June, warm days, weekend activities and weekend adventures to discover new places. I found safety in the… Continue reading
The karma of love..
My Scottish Beauty in 1979. (When we are young. We waste the gift of love.) The Karma of Love…(Written on 5 March 1985) I remember when the sparkles in your eyes couldlight up… Continue reading
Sweet red wine..
Sweet red wine.. It was early fall. The sweet new wines of Germany came out.They are cheap and tasty.It was a beautiful late summer day.The youth of the city of Boeblingen surrounded the… Continue reading
A true love of mine.. And a beautiful Nati Dreddd song.
A true love of mine… Once a Scottish gal, I did love. We found love on a warm Spring day and I loved her voice. She talked of Scotland and she asked me.… Continue reading