Naked. Naked we can be in the midnight hours, naked are we and maybe we wear a veil over our face, a mask? When do we show our real face? When do we… Continue reading
A lady vow.. 1- A lady vow, maybe true, maybe a lie? Her pretty words are just promises to be broken. Her gift of a smile, her gift of a sweet kiss. Maybe… Continue reading
Mademoiselle.. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter two of a three-part tale. Mademoiselle. Gabrielle took my hand and she dragged my away from the hotel. She whispered. We must hurry, the music begin at… Continue reading
Mademoiselle. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter one. I spend a week in London once. I read poetry at Hyde Park and befriended many. Mademoiselle… Once I sought peace in traveling and I needed… Continue reading
Empty cups.. In another lifetime. We danced, we drank and we loved. Once filled cup became half-empty and we accepted less. Once we entwined our dreams and lives. Now strangers, we became. Today… Continue reading