Fabiola, my Fabiola..
Now nothing remains the same Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola. Made… Continue reading
Now nothing remains the same Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola. Made… Continue reading
Sacred places and sweet dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Memories are like good red wine. Become more valuable with time and separation.” Sacred places and sweet dreams.. She traced my skin with… Continue reading
I dreamed of you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words create by perfect art.” (Thank you Tumblr-Milo Moire- A goddess) I dream of you I remember Paris. You were in your perfect place and… Continue reading