Beatrice Marcella, my Winter storm..
Beatrice Marcella, my Winter storm… Dante’s Beatrice left him to swim in the misery of so close and so far away. She allowed him to travel to hell and back to find her.… Continue reading
Beatrice Marcella, my Winter storm… Dante’s Beatrice left him to swim in the misery of so close and so far away. She allowed him to travel to hell and back to find her.… Continue reading
Just dance.. Hold me close, hold me sweet.Allow my face to fall into your hair and the essence of perfume.Allow the intimacy of the dance to make us find forbidden and wild place.… Continue reading
My great love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Pain of love lost must disappear into the wind. My great love.. Do we support to love but once? Where have my ancient lover’s gone?… Continue reading