Memory of music..
Memory of music.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Music allowed the rebirth of memories and faces. 
Memory of music.
Let me not fall into dreams of sadness.
Allow the awful shadows of things lost.
Not to extinguished pleasures of memories and faces.
Young and beautiful faces.
Lost in time.
Still dance in sweet dreams brought to life by beautiful old song.
Many lovers held with fondness.
We believed in the faith that love was to be held forever.
Still sweet dreams in set-up and hopeful dreams.
Allow me to escape from barren places.
I want to dance, sing and hold love like it was my only purpose.
Sweet and hopeful song.
Please take me back to days of rage and torment.
Where love was wild ecstasy.
I want to dance in the shadows of the moon.
Kiss my beauty’s sweet red lips and swim in her eyes.
Fall together in the safety of a love.
Where soft music and two people holding tight.
Is all we need.
Coyote
July 2013
Of course I would be unable to edit my comment; typisk as we say in Sweden. Single by HansAndee not “IHansAndee”, lol.
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I took a leap and wrote a song and along with an old friend we relased it on Spotify. Like my first book, I want to hide under the bed. “IHansAndee”, song title, “Moving On. I wrote it back in a hard northern Swedish winter and a harder break up. My voice cracks in the song as I sing it. Since we are all starving artists and the war is pushing us into the great abyss known as inflation, Hans and I decided, “Why not”. Maybe we can pay our electric bills or by good coffee at least. I love your writing. Be well. Rock
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Thank you Rock for reading and where can I found the music?
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Music saves lives! ❤︎ Nicely written John Coyote.
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Music does keep us human my dear friend. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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beautiful
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Thank you dear Nicole.
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