Sweet pleasures and rare delights.

Sweet pleasure and rare delight.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry

 Some memories become sweeter with time. Written in 1992 

Sweet pleasure and rare delights..

Sweet pleasure, rare delights.
Some dreams should not be touched.
They will burn the heart till death allowed you to escape.

Beautiful woman dance in my memory.
Sweet gifts from tender and kind 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