Stood by the fireplace.. her hair looked afire.. reflect passion her face.. saw that desire.. dress worn thin you know light flickered through.. sat there dreamed dreams..
what we would do..
Did you see baby? posed like an ad? did you see the haps.. know what you had? Passion with conscience love a good name.. firelight dreaming..
was not the same..
Your husband died last year.. a winter freeze hit.. young makes do not care.. you cared for it.. two children need.. as you missed your man.. tried hard as praying..
did not understand..
Just to survive took all my time.. looked for a love.. beat in my prime.. my ass was dragging.. you put on a show.. for the cool ‘never fools’..
how could I know?
Left found a roommate hid there to heal.. wine does not change things.. not how I feel.. drugs paint a picture.. thoughts call it art.. When I blew blues harp..
blues of apart..
Our friends all saw us.. eyes told us then.. attitude performed.. gentle a friend.. road split don’t know when.. a bitter price.. separate live our lives..
blues lovers dice..
Those social causes.. young rebellions.. make good conversation.. good friends.. I see a mate as one who lasts more than a couple of weeks bump and grind.. CC and I have been together 28+ years.. she still turns me on.. 🙂 ..Peace Tony