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
I adored watching the movement of your hips and shoulders. I told you often. Please keep the doors locked. Keep the world at bay. I want us free of the ugly world. You… Continue reading
Hello homeless man sitting outside the CVS. Are you okay? I see the Army Jacket and his tire face. I sit with him and I asked him. Where are you going? What do… Continue reading