Texas gal
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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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Source:treehugger52(Thank you Tumblr) 1- Just dance. Hold me close, hold me sweet.Allow my face to fall into your hair and the essence of your perfume. Allow the intimacy of the dance to make us find forbidden and wild places. 2- Just move with the music. The moon is large and the night is… Read more
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My gin and juice lullaby. Once we stripped bare naked and we showed real face and real skin. You were fire and I was water. My greed was to steal everything I could. We languished in cheap motel till the noon hours and I saw in your eyes. You knew, I was just a thief.… Read more
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Unwashed memories. At the Purgatory Inn in Austin, Texas. No-one seek to save you; no-one is seeking salvation. Just leftover people finding peace in the whiskey and the sad country songs. Pretty Sally, long legged Texas gal told me. I have watched you for three years. You believed you have won when the whiskey is… Read more
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Boundless sea, honey love and sacred fire. It was early Summer of 1994, and I was stationed in Texas. I went to Austin, Texas for my second open poetry reading. I was trying to live the Hemingway life. The strong drink, loud song and delightful, beautiful dancing ladies in the untamed taverns of Austin. I… 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
