life
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1- Was a sweet dream once. Prettiest gal I ever known. Befriended me and I adored her. I didn’t learn yet. Never love a broken-hearted woman. A locked-up heart cannot be opened till she forgives herself. A cold hearted can stay frozen till time steal the pain away. 2- You can share whiskey; you can… Read more
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My dearest Monterey butterfly. She shrouded her face in fake smiles and she wanted little. I called her my Monterey butterfly, always escaping when someone wanted to get close. She adored the sea; she loved to dance alone on the Monterey Bay seaside. I told her dear Angela, love and men are thieves. Always wanting… Read more
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Poetry for the Pacific Ocean. I love to hear the orchestra of the Pacific Ocean.. The choir of the moving water, the hymn of the crashing waves and if we listen, maybe we can hear a siren song. When we adore the ocean, she can delight our hearts and we can love her tender melody. She can… Read more
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1- Once, I saw everything in your eyes. You told me, your dreams of Big Sur and climbing Mount Rainier. I was thankful my kind friend. You loved me. 2- Like this. She asked me, where are the kind people? Where are the beautiful places? We walked barefoot into the Monterey Bay Pacific ocean. I… Read more
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Sanctuary 1- I love you my pretty, I love you for a thousand reasons. You make me feel important and safe. In my confused and hard world, you listen to me in the early morning, you listen to me when the night is long and lonely. You are my sanctuary, my sweetest comfort and I… Read more
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No-one comes back the same. 1- I left you in late December and I did not look back. You were so beautiful, so kind. We made no promises and I saw in your eyes. A silence final goodbye. We knew, once we wanted more and now. We wanted nothing. No-one can return the sweetest places;… Read more
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Friday morning poetry. 1- Was just a kiss, was just a sweet memory. Maybe was the sweetest kiss? 2- Was just a summer day, was a day by the sea and we dance.d Let’s’ do it once again. 3- Was a wonderful night, we held hands. Allowed our silence to allow love to grow. Dancing… Read more
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The sea of sadness and the storm of anger. 1- Sergeant Major was my friend. I drove him home every night and he would drink. I asked him. My friend, why must you get drunk every night? He told me. The sea of sadness, the sea of anger is so hard to forget. Good whiskey,… Read more
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Luck and folly. I told the Wisconsin River. Thank you for this beautiful day. I watched beautiful Kathy dance on the rocks, allowing the river water to touch her feet. I told the blue sky above me, thank you for the Iron Mountain girl kisses and the perfect day. Dear Kathy, in bra and panties… Read more
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The boardwalk. The dancing Lake Huron surround us, you are barefoot walking and your eyes of wonder, studying the lake. I tell you, I love the simple days when we can feel the water against our feet. The morning sun against our skin and the world seem so far away. Your morning smile and the… Read more
