Fabiola.. (Now nothing remains the same) Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, your kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name,… Continue reading
I don’t want flowers. I need you here. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Appreciation and real gifts of love lead to good places. I don’t want flowers. I need you. (We forget what we… Continue reading
First love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. When youth was my advantage. First love.. A sweet and beautiful smile opening the door to conversation.The first taste of the sweet kiss.Two hands… Continue reading