Promises and a miracle….
Promises and a miracle— Your soft hands in my hands. Us together upon the soft bed. You smell of Summer flowers and we do not speak. We knew. Love didn’t need words. ———————————————————————-… Continue reading
Promises and a miracle— Your soft hands in my hands. Us together upon the soft bed. You smell of Summer flowers and we do not speak. We knew. Love didn’t need words. ———————————————————————-… Continue reading
Maybe, maybe not Maybe, maybe not she whispered. We watched the sea and I journeyed into her eyes. She told me. When you open locked doors, spread the legs wide. Are… Continue reading
O so sweet, O so soft My dearest miracle, I was alone till you blessed me with your sweet kiss and your gentle voice. Once I asked you. Would you, could you,… Continue reading
Did we give enough/did we bleed? The loco Monterey Poet shouted to the sea. Did I give enough?/did we bleed? The prettiest girl in Monterey, she laughed at his words. She tossed off… Continue reading
A safe place, a kind face, maybe? Someone told the loneliest lady in the bar. Johnnie wanted to die alone, with Jack Daniel and Jim Beam as his only friends. She stood behind… Continue reading
Did we love? Did we bleed? Oh, la, la, l, dear love, I sang to you, I sang for us. We were whiskey nights and whiskey kisses. I loved you more than… Continue reading