When all the loves and lovers have left
Taking kindly life as well along with love
Any and all baggage that was worthwhile
And all that swore they would stand by forever more
Have left you standing all alone
The sweetest darkness that both seeks you
And by you is sought out
Is that rare brand of oblivion
From which there is no return.
When you find each other…
What then my friend?
Eat, sleep, pretend to make love
When you have nothing to make it of…
Feelings and illusions, the yearnings and the dreams
Have gone their way with no promise of return
Still, the charade that you care
And can share demands that you play your part;
You take the stage. You perform
And one day tomorrow or today or
In lifetimes to come all learn
There are no ends
Born in Houston, Texas and moved to Raymondvile, Texas in 1969. Family bought a radio station and helped with the family business until it was sold in 1997. Since then started an agency and mostly writes about experiences in Deep South Texas. Writers of the Rio Grande founder, editor and contributing author.