Like my father..
Like my Father.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Do we become our parent? Do we follow their footsteps. Like my father.. My father, like most men. He learned to hide is sadness and… Continue reading
Like my Father.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Do we become our parent? Do we follow their footsteps. Like my father.. My father, like most men. He learned to hide is sadness and… Continue reading
Just thoughts about you… – YouYou make me want things I cannot have.Your sweet words making me wish for placeswere I can be free and wild.Knowing no control and swimming in your eyes.… Continue reading
Song of love. Hey old man, hey old woman. 1- Hey old man, hey old woman. What have you seen? What have you done? Can I sit with you? And please tell me… Continue reading
The darkness.. When we take away the sense of vision. I want your sense of touch to come alive. Allow me to show you places where you will find light and secret pleasure… Continue reading
I want to love you like. I want to love you like we are babies just learning to love. I want you to undress with the lights on, allowing me to see your… Continue reading
Turn, turn, turn.. The old poet sang a lullaby.“Sensual woman whispered to me once.Come live with me and be my lover,I will be your salvation and you will be my rock to keep… Continue reading
Home, sweet home (For Port Austin) Sun and heat, heat and sun. The Kuwait days slow and not easy. No booze, no woman, bad food and we have read every book available. I… Continue reading