The red dress-ranging water
The raging water — — I saw your laying bare skin alone in our king size bed and I’m writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the… Continue reading
The raging water — — I saw your laying bare skin alone in our king size bed and I’m writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the… Continue reading
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I am standing on the east coast facing the Atlantic Ocean, the wind and its long arms are whipping my hair all about my shoulders and face.…
The dance of the Gypsies. – – A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love, song and dance, blood and the road. The dance of the Gypsies I was in downtown Cologne, Germany… Continue reading