I want to entangle our two bodies into a storm of never-ending needs and want. Please tell me, I am your everything. I want demanding kisses and 3 am dances. I loved her… Continue reading
Please steal many kisses from me and make me desire more kisses. Allow Saint Clare of Assisi to see love is alive and still, so sweet. Please make me believe. You love me… Continue reading
65 years old. A Poem by Coyote Poetry 65 years old.. I am in the Winter of discontentment and I am learning. I am 65 years old and I won’t see Florence again, I… Continue reading