Stone to flesh A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to believe in nothing. Needing only self-gain. Lonely death for a man who held wealth and power as God.” Stone to flesh… They say… Continue reading
Turn, turn, turn… The old poet sang a lullaby.Sensual woman whispered to me once.Come live with me and be my lover andI will be your salvation and you will be my rock to… Continue reading
The night is young and the night is long, my love…. I saw you perfect in the day and I saw you wild and sweet in the early morning.You are my fire in… Continue reading
She brought his face to her breasts and she sang to him.“Lovers love, Lover stay.The Gypsy heart can stray,the Gypsy heart love the elixir of kiss,the strong drink,they love the smell of the… Continue reading