She was a dancer…
She was a dancer… She was a dancer and I was the Monterey Irish Pub drunk. She could paint the sea, she could paint the forest and she could paint beautiful faces and… Continue reading
She was a dancer… She was a dancer and I was the Monterey Irish Pub drunk. She could paint the sea, she could paint the forest and she could paint beautiful faces and… Continue reading
Where will this road lead us? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can be dead in heart. Awoke with one sweet kiss. Where will this road lead us?.. Love has became a raging torment… Continue reading
When comes a stranger A Poem by Coyote Poetry Death comes when she desired. Death come when he desires… I was last year man. I had it all. Beautiful house and a great… Continue reading
A little crazy…. She told me, don’t matter, who is right, who is wrong. We are what we are. All I know, you take me where I want to go. You are my… Continue reading
Torn Angel My broken Angel.Please smile for me.Stay with me by the sea all night. Your world has fallen apart.You don’t know right from wrong.Desperate acts had left you feelingdirty and insulated from… Continue reading