The memory of you, coffee and me.
The memory of you, coffee and me… The smell of coffee, ancient coffee shops and you. Blessed memories upon on old heart and mind. Once, you were my only fan. I wrote… Continue reading
The memory of you, coffee and me… The smell of coffee, ancient coffee shops and you. Blessed memories upon on old heart and mind. Once, you were my only fan. I wrote… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is good to walk upon the edge. Dangerous places and beautiful faces… Dangerous places and secret rendezvous.To swim in uncontrolled passion and enjoy the sweet taste of… Continue reading
My Scottish Beauty. 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… Continue reading
Alone in the darkness… The chronicle of life are stages. We can act many parts. We can be soldiers, lover, abusers and takers. Sweet Peggy called me and requested me to come to… Continue reading
Letters, never send.Dear Julie.. You told me often my Julie, I was whimsical or not. Always wanting too much, always wanting to test life. I was like the running river. Always moving to… Continue reading