Daily Archive: February 8, 2020

No mas amor…

 No mas amor My velvet and silk dream, we danced by the Florence Summer moon. The star lit the sky and our feet moving to the sweet song. I whispered to her, you… Continue reading

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Love words

Love words …Do we remember love? The pretty poet asked. I told her. When we are young, the allure of love, make us believe in a sweet miracle. We are infatuate with the… Continue reading

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I don’t remember how you looked….

  I don’t remember how you looked.       I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe strawberry red? I  try to describe you… Continue reading

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Tonight, we drink

Originally posted on MESSYPENS:
Tonight, the light dims as the shots pour like rainwater dripping from a broken roof Tonight, we drown in burning tequila –salt on the lips, like a filthy kiss…

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