We danced for the stars…

We danced for the stars … Was a Texas hot Summer night and you wore your black dress and dancing shoes.  I was drinking the Long Island teas since 6 pm and you arrived… Continue reading →

Dreaming of Texas…

Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the wealth… Continue reading →

Dear Michele. Where have you gone to?

Maybe yes, maybe no…

My gin and juice Texas lullaby…

Just one dance… And beautiful Gabriella song.