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One more cup of coffee. (All we need my friend. Light conversation, a cup of coffee and a friend near.) She was a California dream, in her eyes. You could see the great sea. In her voice, she could take away all my sadness. I went to her at Dusk and I brought her coffee… Read more
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Mystical places. Many types of keepsakes my friend.There are tattoos upon skin to remind us of places, wars and faces. There are scars from battles won and lost. Then there are sweet faces of woman we had loved and held. Whiskey, gin and rum can make us forget for a time.But those kind memories where… Read more
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The concrete angel It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. Yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me when I was stationed in Texas. I arrived early and I added my name to the back-up readers. Many people came early and… Read more
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My Winter love.I whispered your sweet name.My sweet dreams bringyour beautiful face to my memory. I dream of our blissfulnights. Kiss after kiss.Leading us to the paradise of the innocent.Opening a passion that grows with each tender touch. My Winter love.You came to me on a cold December day.You brought me into araging torrent my siren.… Read more
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In the Valley of the Devils and the Angels. I have played the sinner.Danced in the sweat and passion ofliar’s emotions. Made so many promises.I couldn’t keep. I told bloody lies to undress beautiful woman. To swim in the heat of warm lips. Their warmth brought me to the pinnacle of passion and desire. I examine… Read more
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Delicate wings. Beautiful Lizzy, please allow me in. I asked her near our sea. Her word and beauty memorized me.Woman who strips down their true colors and shows you what is hidden beneath her clothing and her fear.They are rare and delicate ladies. Many skeletons for us to hide.Few perfect people.We are just flesh and… Read more
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Please tell me something. 1- She told me, Johnnie, Johnnie. I want a fable love, where amor can win. I don’t want a timid man; I want a wild and crazy man. I want to entangle our two bodies into a storm of never-ending needs and want.Please tell me, I am your everything.I want demanding… Read more
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The word, Love is. Just another four-letter word. She was so tired of the useless words spoken to her.Now she sought the wild sea, now she wanted to meditate in the free mountains.She wants to feel everything and some more now and she told the Pacific Ocean.I don’t want useless words, I want someone to show… Read more
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Wanderlust. 1- Damn those eyes. Pretty face, demanding loving eyes.Soft voice making me feel weak and captured.Soft touch of hands making me fall into deep embrace.Those eyes make me swim in the dangerous river of hope.Damn those eyes.Those eyes make me want to know wanderlust and forget where I was goingFall into your embrace… Read more
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My masterpiece Once blushing beauty stole my heart. She creates a rage of need I never knew. She found me sitting alone by the Boeblingen lake and her river blue eyes stole everything I knew and I wanted. My hazy memory remembers now. I remember us, I remember her. I painted her skin with lotion… Read more
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