The wicked game

The wicked game   I am not right no-more, I will never be right again. Your sweet song made me want the madness, the madness of loving you forever.   Your eyes stole… Continue reading →

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She is free

She is free     She found me at the Pacific, she taught me how to dance with the sea, she taught me to love Irish coffee and she taught me. love should… Continue reading →

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You are my poetry

You are my poetry   Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard.  … Continue reading →

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Cigarette, morning and you.

  Cigarette, morning and you   Once I wanted everything, Once I wanted too much. Now I love the morning with you. Shared cigarette, quick kisses and watching the morning sun rise. I… Continue reading →

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