The prettiest gal in Michigan…
The prettiest gal in Michigan… A Poem by Coyote Poetry August poetry. The prettiest gal in Michigan.. (August poetry ) I kissed the prettiest gal in Michigan and her lips tasted of beer and the… Continue reading
The prettiest gal in Michigan… A Poem by Coyote Poetry August poetry. The prettiest gal in Michigan.. (August poetry ) I kissed the prettiest gal in Michigan and her lips tasted of beer and the… Continue reading
Bang, bang… You were my Tijana Radeska and I was your Doc Holliday. We loved to argue, we love to wrestle till we fell into secret kisses near the Lake St. Clair. You… Continue reading
What do we have left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts turned into words. What do we have left? (Take away love, and Earth is our tomb.) Robert Browning Joy and love.… Continue reading