The Port Austin boardwalk.
The Port Austin boardwalk… The dancing Lake Huron surround us, you are barefoot walking and your eyes of wonder, studying the lake. I tell you, I love the simple days when we can… Continue reading
The Port Austin boardwalk… The dancing Lake Huron surround us, you are barefoot walking and your eyes of wonder, studying the lake. I tell you, I love the simple days when we can… Continue reading
We become, who we suppose to be. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter three. We become, who we suppose to be.. I was station at… Continue reading
We become, who we suppose to be. Part two. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part two. We become, who we suppose to be. (Part two)… Continue reading
We become, who we suppose to be. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter one. We become, who we suppose to be. I befriended a… Continue reading
My lovely lady.. You laughed at me as I told you. I love you so, my lovely lady. You make my life midnight dances and I love you honey kisses. You are my… Continue reading