What is beautiful and what is not….. What is beautiful and what is not. Your body, like a flowing river to open sea. This is beauty to me. I observe your skin, the… Continue reading
The fearless and the daring.. We drank the September Germany wine and we found our private place where we locked the doors, allowed no-one in. We fell into blissful madness and I fell… Continue reading
Blessed be the lovers.. Sweet bliss of the sweet kiss. Kind lovers rejoice in the tender touch of skin to soft skin.Where lovers roam into wild and dangerous places. Fugitives for the revisits… Continue reading
Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long and love is possible. Sweet red wine.. It was early fall. The sweet new… Continue reading