My wife of 11 years and I split in June of 2009. Since that time I dated 2 women. One wanted to get married and have kids, that is not what I want so we parted ways, I write songs and play trumpet and sing so....
The 2nd young lady was a person I met in my apt. building in UTC, she was nice. We had fun.
Dream of Paradise- Original Work of Poetry by Eric
(Put this to music and you could earm $ !!)
She was delightful, I was sometimes magnificent.
We walked along the beach, in Setubul, Portugal and frolicked in the coves and sand caves of the Algarve.
...and held hands; and away we flied,,dream of paradise. Dream of paradise.
I almost forgot, the time I kissed you....the first time I kissed you.
And your green sweater and how we loved each other that summer.. and made love.and how we dreamed and spoke of paradise. Dream of Paradise.
We were in our own world, one of our making...and we dreamed of paradise.
We sought the moonlight and the songs that we used to hear in Soho, when the men sat in front of firebarrels and they sang song of the sea and fishing and their faces were weathered from the sea....and they dreamed of Paradise.
We let no one into our World that summer. Dream of Paradise.