We shall fall and rise…
We shall fall and rise
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I listened to you, you are so damn pretty and you carry a heavy heart. I made you laugh and I told you. Naked heart and too much drink, weave us into a confused mess. Pretty lady, slow down, gather your life. We shall fall and rise. Life is a fine teacher, break us, make us become who we suppose to be.
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I was adrift in her eyes and she knew. We were cigarettes, hard drink and desperate nights. We accepted token kisses and languished in woven dreams. We crashed and burn in a Austin, Texas motel. She told me often, Dear poet, we are sometime lovers, sometime friends. You are the steady ground I need when I can’t face the night. I whispered to her. We are vagabonds seeking too little, too much. We dressed-up love, we stripped to bare skin and we never show real face. We are just thieves and runners. Somehow we became empty glasses needing to be filled-up.
She smiled and she whispered. It is alright love, my honey. We are Texas storms, accepting what we are.
Coyote
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Thank you my friend.
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It’s lovely. Thank you for sharing it.
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Thank you dear Jennifer.
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I’m sentimental about the City Formerly Known as Austin, Texas. And a sucker for a good love poem, so double score. ✌🏼❤️
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Austin, my favorite city. I did five poetry readings there in the nineties.
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Back before its essence got so diluted.
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Very nice John. I really like the acknowledgment of the compromise here. Lovely ❤️🤗
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Hello dear Joni. I appreciate the comment.
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My pleasure my friend. Should be home late tomorrow night and back on a normal schedule as of Tuesday. Big hugs from Seattle. ❤️🤗❤️🤗
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