One of first published poem somewhere. ‘Sweet pleasure and rare delight.”
Sweet pleasure and rare delight.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
(Thank you Paris Poems. A amazing writer)
Sweet pleasure and rare delights…
Sweet pleasure, rare delights.
Some dreams should not be touched.
They burn the heart till death allows you to escape.
Beautiful woman dance in my memory.
Sweet gifts from tender hearts held forever in my dreams.
Yesterday I wouldn’t question the gift of love.Today the tender touches and memories of bodies wrapped around me.
They left painful memories of things lost and never to be regain.
If you don’t reach for anything, take no chances.
What pleasure can be touched?
The pleasures can be many for the fearless in heart..
Life is a wonderful journey.
Sweet pleasures, rare delights.

John (COYOTE)
1992

Beautiful memories! You were just children back then!! :>)
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Yes I was and thank you my friend for reading and the comment.
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Loved this poem!
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Thank you. I have 40 journals of old poetry. I like to dig out a old one.
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lovely poem, very moving and beautiful. thank you .. . Michelle
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Thank you Michelle. I appreciate the comment.
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Wow! Beautiful, John… I can see why it was published!
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Thank you Lori. I was young and hopeful.
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Welcome, John 🙂
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