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Dead flowers. I came to you with some Tennessee whiskey and a small plant with rosemary trying to grow. I sat on your porch, waiting for you. I wanted to see your morning face, drink the fresh coffee and to hear your voice again. We were great lovers once and we faded to needed friends.… Read more
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Beautiful journey. A thousand roads to choose.We can ride into darkness without fear of the consequences or take the cold and heartless road.Leaving all things of value behind us.Careless life and thoughts leaving good people forgotten and lost. The easy way is more convenience.Dirty dreams and woman can darken the soul.The sin of living will… Read more
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Wild horses.. 1- She as a blooming flower of nineteen, her eyes filled with the glittering of never-ending madness. She wanted ancient cities and aged wines. She wanted to learn the tango and she wanted a life filled with midnight flings. Never-ending song. Together, we were wild horses. Seeking the open range and the sea.… Read more
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Everything had it’s time… 1- We have become silhouettes in a locked room. Just two ghosts roaming and breathing alone. Once house, filled with love. Now a tomb, so dusty and so cold. 2- Everything had it’s time, I told her. We will say words, we shall forget. We will beg for kisses and forget… Read more
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A love letter… (I love the young dust, the falling sun touching and kissing the lake. Create an afterglow of light and darkness. The world seems to be at-ease when the sun and the moon said hello to each other.) Dear Little Wolf. I am watching the young dawn, and I am guarding a gas… Read more
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1- I knew love once.I held love once,I remember your perfect face.I ran away from you once and today.I wait for no-one. 2- Johnnie, Johnnie.she asked me?What did you do?I love you and you are me leaving for the damn wars.War don’t care about you and I do. 3- Paper, pen and the memory.You were… Read more
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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 loved her free-flowing auburn -colored hair and long skirt moving with the song. Her movement allowed me glances of perfect legs… Read more
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Please dance with me. She danced a circle dance for the moon and the stars.Her hair flowed freely in the warm nightly breeze.I told the kind moon, thank you for sending me the gift of kind and gentle woman. She came closer to me and she told me. The sea is alive tonight. The dancing… Read more
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Ride. Locked doors, fixed schedules and somber life. Once wild beast can die and forget. Life is open doors, free days and vibrant life. My beautiful damsel. I hear your words. Life is more than what we believe. We fall into places where we become entangled in the foolish things. I see you, I hear… Read more
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(Remembering Teacher Megan Lambert, 25, and three children murdered in a mass killing in Oregon.) Three shots of whiskey. 1- I did cry for strangers. Someone killed beautiful faces. Someone killed our children and a wonderful teacher. Just babies in life. I can’t think, I can’t write. I can just pray for the families. They… Read more
