New Orleans…
New Orleans… (For my kindest muses. Dear Allsion.) I found you in the Jazz club dancing alone in a silky dress, closed eyes and moving bare feet. I watched you danced to the… Continue reading
New Orleans… (For my kindest muses. Dear Allsion.) I found you in the Jazz club dancing alone in a silky dress, closed eyes and moving bare feet. I watched you danced to the… Continue reading
Fallen Angels.. In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old war and missed faces. I joined the club at a young age. Bad decisions, dead brothers and… Continue reading
A thousand kisses deep.. Part two. The doors are locked and window block by the satin curtains.We infuse our bodies freely and wildly.We tossed the silk sheets upon the cold floor. We are sharing… Continue reading
Like my Father.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Do we become our parent? Do we follow their footsteps. Like my father.. My father, like most men. He learned to hide is sadness and… Continue reading
Just thoughts about you… – YouYou make me want things I cannot have.Your sweet words making me wish for placeswere I can be free and wild.Knowing no control and swimming in your eyes.… Continue reading
Song of love. Hey old man, hey old woman. 1- Hey old man, hey old woman. What have you seen? What have you done? Can I sit with you? And please tell me… Continue reading
The darkness.. When we take away the sense of vision. I want your sense of touch to come alive. Allow me to show you places where you will find light and secret pleasure… Continue reading