Oh my lover…

I will put a spell on you…

I saw a face…

The first time I saw your face…

Broken promises and forgotten places…

She wore flowers in her hair…

She wore flowers in her hair. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Good memories get better with time.                         She wore flowers in her hair… I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost my… Continue reading →

A thousand kisses…

A thousand kisses… She asked me. How many kisses do you need? I told her, I need a thousand kisses dear Bridgette. She laughed and she asked. Why so many? I told her,… Continue reading →