Daily Archive: September 8, 2019

“Drink of me dear lover”

Drink of me my dear lover       I loved the Austin Texas nights. Alive and vibrant with people and good sound. I roamed to her every weekend for five years. The… Continue reading

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It it be, your will

  If it be, your will ” The flame of love You were the prettiest flower in the garden and I brought you close and I stole a kiss. I told you, dear lover.… Continue reading

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We lies, we died and I still wanted you”

 We lies, we died and I still wanted you We lay in a bed of mercy, you and I, we bleed-out all the kindness we once knew. You told me often, “my soldier,… Continue reading

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