Lights Out

I was a freshman at the University of Texas in Austin. I had met a girl named Amy Jo at a Willie Nelson Concert 3 weeks prior and was going to meet her to hang-out when she got off work. T​hat is where this adventure begins… -​—- A​my worked at Bikinis which was a SportsContinue reading “Lights Out”

There are no beans in my chile.

T​he smell of sage and cumin permeated the air in my truck “Smokey”. Both the chile and the truck were red. I was listening to the radio playing some Willie Nelson as I drove down Red River from Prather Hall on the University of Texas campus. (​”Blue skies looking at me, Nothing but blue skies…”)Continue reading “There are no beans in my chile.”

How I met my girl at a Willie Nelson concert.

This is a direct excerpt from the book ‘Falling in Love with Bipolar” where Amy Jo and Lance first meet I could see people lighting up and smoking joints. It smelled of Willie weed. That was 30 years before Willie Nelson actually started a brand of weed called “Willie’s Reserve”. But I went up toContinue reading “How I met my girl at a Willie Nelson concert.”

Take Me [Erotic Poem]

Take meWhen morning dewBeads up on heated skin Blind fold meUnder birch treesgrassy patch for pillow Bind meWith cordsAround tent stakes Tease meWith spring sprung fernsAmid falling cottonwood Grab mehair pulled tightCoaxing gasping breath Spank meRed blush revealedAnd quickening heart Spread meSoaring eagleUnder blue sky Trust meYieldingYet not breaking Thrust meUnleashed passionWith wild abandon TakeContinue reading “Take Me [Erotic Poem]”

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