The seasons of love
(The first chapter)
A Chapter by Coyote Poetry
Old memories.
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Late August 1978. My Scotland Beauty and I were enjoying our last days and nights together. She was a auburn hair beauty who stole my heart in the Early Spring. We drank, danced and create a life. She was working the Summer in Germany and she needed to finish her college in Scotland. We made great plans for love and marriage. Last day of August, I was waiting for Sheena by the Boebingen small lake. I was sitting by the lake and reading some Jack London. A beautiful German stood above me and she asked. What you reading Johnnie? I looked up. A long blond hair beauty with river blue eyes were watching me. I held silence surveying perfect legs and body in her see-through white Summer dress. I told her. Jack…
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