Her beauty has not blinded me..
Her beauty has not blinded me.. She roamed like a old tom cat.Wearing her black clothing like a mask. She tied her hair up into a tight knot and she don’t look boyish.… Continue reading
Her beauty has not blinded me.. She roamed like a old tom cat.Wearing her black clothing like a mask. She tied her hair up into a tight knot and she don’t look boyish.… Continue reading
Divine Nature A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need long walks into the deep forest. Nature can show us we are just part of a living system that need cooperation of all of us… Continue reading
We must mend and alter A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is hard. Needs time to heal and to be reborn again. Mend and alter.. Life is simple my friends.There is consequences for… Continue reading
We danced for the stars .. Was a Texas hot Summer night and you wore your black dress and dancing shoes. I was drinking the Long Island teas since 6 pm and you arrived… Continue reading
The ladies were goddesses, dancing for desperate men. He watched the dancers, going from silky pantie and bra to bare skin. He wrote in his journal. “Perfume ladies, bare skin and fake smiles.… Continue reading