Dearest Cheryl prayed to the stars for the crying moon.

Love is love. Let’s be kind to each other.

The September song…

Autumn days…

Autumn days A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Some words.                                                   … Continue reading →

Jazzy Sunday.. Sleepless nights..

Too old to die young…

The circle dance…

A moment of forever…

Somethings shouldn’t be beheld or touched.

 Somethings shouldn’t beheld or touched.. You have taunted my dreams and made me wish for  sordid and frenzy nights, captured in your embrace. I want to fall into the inferno of your warm … Continue reading →