Daily Archive: May 8, 2018

‘Besamos mucho

Besamos mucho   Let us bathe in the quiet. You and I. The sun had gone and the moon is rising. And You and I. Alone by Lake St. Clair. Just us together… Continue reading

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‘The portrait of you

The portrait of you   Phantom dreams led me to you. You were my illusion of perfection. I was flattered when you condemn me to loving you forever by a gesture of hello… Continue reading

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The shadows are dancing

The shadows are dancing   She told me, dear poet. Your love isn’t dead. Your love is sleeping. She was a perfect North Dakota girl dancing with a Michigan boy in the city… Continue reading

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