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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
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The fingerprints… I washed the blankets and I washed the sheets. I opened the Window wide and the damn cold air awoke my memory of you. On a September night in the Fall, you brought your clothing, your toothbrush and your womanly things into my house. You promised me forever and I remember you, laying… Read more
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Dear Monterey The kind Gods took me from war to you dear Monterey. I joined wars to try to die the proper death. Suicide, I couldn’t do. War didn’t want my death. The mercy of the Gods and dear Monterey took me to the paradise of the Pacific ocean. I loved the sea. I befriended… Read more
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Forget me not I dreamed of you, I dreams of us.I picked-up the phone.I was dreaming of your face, your voice, sweet like the German Summer wine.I dreamed of your long legs and I dreams of your lips upon my lips. I don’t dial the phone and I told the darkness.Dear Ambrosia, why did you… 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 going.I want to… Read more
