Santa Fe Trails

Not quite memories,

This place where love was growing,

But Past met our end. 


Today is the day…


I took this last breath.

My story has come to rest.

Today was the day.

Double Fisted Afternoons

Songs about six strings. 

Never wanting to go back,

But pain is my name. 


If it would just rain. 

Saturate this thirsty ache. 

Wash the hurt away.