Praia
Copacabana
Rio
She said “Bon Dia”
Nighttime dancing & caipirinhas
Short time motel
Kisses & “tchau”
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Praia
Copacabana
Rio
She said “Bon Dia”
Nighttime dancing & caipirinhas
Short time motel
Kisses & “tchau”
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Can such a force exist? Yes, a bond can be so strong that two people always know 100+++ % that they are going to be right there for each other. Nothing is ever in doubt. Time just flows along. Days, months, years, and decades pass. Of course, life goes up and down, but the relationship continues to float along because the couple is totally in love and nothing can break that.
Then one day, the man has a medical scare and sees his woman so frightened with so much love coming out from her. The powerful love that she gave off cannot be expressed in words. The man’s love also flowed back to her at a rapid mighty pace. It seemed for those few moments, the man and the woman, were only one unit, completely separated, from everything on the planet.
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Alone
Frigid
Night
Smoking pipe
Place wood into fireplace.
Watch
“The Burn”
2 a.m.
She has not returned.
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Bicycles fall to ground
Our shoes off run into sea
Tonight love found
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There is nothing like a lot of sleep, some yummy food for the tummy, and a little nooky, to get one back into the game.
All Night
Dancing
At the clubs
Early morning
Taxi ride to the beach
Soft king-size sheet
Spread out on the sand
Watching the sunrise
I held my beautiful lady
Who was wearing a white hippie dress
Over a perfect South Florida tan.
The old man
Bent over
Walking on the beach sand
His pencil-thin wife
Holding his hand
Most mornings
They pass by around 8 a.m.
The couple told me
They will walk together until the end
We are slowly moving along.
I’m whistling and singing songs.
The early morning ocean is calm.
Dolphins swim by to take a look.
First mate is down below reading her book.
No need for a life of luxury.
This small old sailboat is enough for my woman and me.
Lost in a desert paradise
Drinking Australian wine
Snuggling together
In our pharaoh sized bed
Covered with soft Egyptian cotton sheets
We spent the night
Engulfed in ancient history
She would ride
Her surfboard
On the monster waves
She would frequently
Tiptoe
On top of the razorblade
Worked as a bartender
Up and down the coast
One night
She tied me
To the bedposts
Had her way
Then was gone
Like a ghost
Grabs everything she can
Does not need a permanent man
Prowls clubs along the beach
Fuck
Shower
Brush teeth
Walks out the door
While her lover sleeps
Next Weekend
Repeat
Hit the reset button
Stability is a bore
You love me
But
Obviously
Need more
Hit the reset button
Simple life
Has you down
Safe
Always sound
Everything in order
You
Desperately
Crave
Continuous disorder
Hit the reset button
Danger
Turns you on
Swim away
My beautiful swan
Compose
A new song
Hit the reset button
Watching the water
Run down the drain
I understand your pain
Drop the bum
Move on
Go have some fun
Grab your backpack
Hop on a jet
Southeast Asia
Is
An exotic place
To hang out
And
Forget
Soon
You
Will be laughing again
Fresh
Happy
Wiser
Starting over
Without him
Ten Thousand Islands
Dropped anchor under stars
We made love on sandbar
You’re irritated
I know that you are
May I offer you a chocolate bar?
Yes
Life is unfair
However
There is no need to despair
Bad luck comes and goes
At least you have beautiful toes
You say I’m a clown
Who only plays around
Come over here
Take my hand
I’m going to set you free
and
Whisk us off to a secretive magical land
I just purchased a rusty 95 Town Car
Grab some clothes
We will drive far
Cheap rooms
Hot sex
Along the way
Miami to LA
Driving scenic highways
If the lowrider dies
We can call a tow truck
Sell it to the crusher for 400 bucks
Laugh all the way back home
On a greyhound bus
Take Me Please Take Me
Faraway where we can play
bamboo flutes all day
Freshly poured cement
We put down our handprints
Forever together
Hot night in Bahia
It was obvious she was hurt like me
Well into our bottle of Argentinean wine
Ana moved forward in her chair
Pulled back her hair
Looked directly into my eyes
Started to cry
Without saying another word
She took my hand
Led me over to the beach sand
and
Made this man feel young again.
Crumbs on table
Long ago became stale
Drinking cold coffee
Flip a coin to see who will leave
You take take when I just please
Great Smoky Mountains
Old cabin by the river
Our nest for winter
Patpong
Cowboy Soi
Dance go go how employed
Four thousand Thai Baht
Farang sleep with me I’m hot
Left farm to hustle streets Bangkok
South Equator sun
Tan on beach skin feels so tight
We make love all night
We are alone
Late-night in Atlantic Ocean
Love no longer torn
Polished marble floor
We danced tango once more
Then left separate doors
Shaving her tan legs
Hot bath foamy cream sharp blade
Relieves stress of day
Looks flash in pan
Creative
Intelligent
Women
Turn me on
Settle down I’m here
Holding you in darkness
Forever protected
Serpents circling
Back to back swords in our hands
Together to end
Break from internet
Making love on waterbed
Made some time for us
Walking streets of Rome
Late night feeling alone
Sofia took me home
Looking at my wife
in the early morning light
I’m a lucky guy
Stirring the pasta
Drinking Italian red wine
She looks really fine
Dressed in her teddy
Trimming my beard and shaves me
Kiss passionately
She’s a good woman
No tricks lies fooling around
Hangs tight when chips down
Parlez-vous français?
She looks fantastique
Wearing her silk lingerie
Dusting eight track tapes
Resurrects memories of
Carefree high school dates
I’m a block of ice
That you pulverize
With your pick and sledgehammer
Berlin Germany
The dominatrix
Freed him from reality