Pure Eloquence

Short hair,

Twang goes my heart,

Audience, one,

Layisd on my back last night,

Bed of my queen,

Love doesn’t mean sex,

MY arm around her back,

Her head resting on my arm,

Munching Cheedoes,

To tired to get real food,

Sixty-three and eight,

We had gone to Wally World,

From two to seven in the rain she paced,

Tear glisten pass my blues eyes,

Like horses in spring rain prance,

We at Wally World like two Festers,

You the right age recall,

Gun Smoke with James Arness,

Back when TV didn’t need J.R.,

Looking back now we knew Jim was Miss Kitty’s Guy,

I was on a cart,

My gal had a cart she pushed,

I zoomed here and zoomed there,

When time came to get out,

I felt like Fred Flintstone wishing someone just tip me over,

This morning after packing personal things and Sammy her black and white, With me at our metal door ,

Love is over flowing once more,

Wish I spent more time holding her.

Were not done.

Just apart for now.

Love my Southern Bell,

Part African, American through n through on dad’s side.

On moms Scotish from the isle of man.

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I'm Val's Whitewolf Media YouTube Channle and I write here on WordPress. I read books and instill others how importand writing stories readers down. in readers their stories matter.I believe that everyone should tell their story and that every book is a learning tool that will help those of us who are writers become better at our craft.I'm learning plus becoming more confident as an empath its important to share and touch with my heart others harmed by others words.

2 thoughts on “Pure Eloquence

  1. Night upon night I waited for you. My prize was you. I loved being in your embrace and to me that was love. Sex isnt everything and love is the bomb.

    As I sit here at a rest area in the cold night resting and waiting for dawn to come so I can continue on my journey towards the south, I think of March 10 2021. When we laid in each other’s arms laughing or just a little silence because of pure exhaustion from helping someone load the truck in the cold and rain. It was a blessing in disguise.
    I love you to the moon and back my love.
    See you later.

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    1. Some ass asked if since your gone do I move on I said ‘No,’ your my love.My one and only! For me in pain I sit so many roads to cross to hold you again. I’ll see you soon. So cold window behind drawers open. I turned on the heat
      I love you no one can get over that.

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