O’ memory, blessed and a tangle web of a tragic dance. You and me. We are Winter and Summer. I told you. Please stay with me, till the world ends dear Kelly. I… Continue reading
I have been volunteering for every dangerous mission and I learn. Death don’t come when you want. Death comes, when Death wants. I was at the Killian, Texas dance Hall and I sat… Continue reading
Landscape of perfect places.. I understand the difference between the light and the dark. I have glimpsed perfect beauty and I have known solid hate. Even if my eyes were blinded and my heart abounded… Continue reading
The pureness of my reflection.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Somethings, we can never forget. Beautiful places, beautiful faces and the dancing sea. Instilled in our heart and our mind. The pureness of… Continue reading