A woman palm..

A woman palm

A Poem by Coyote Poetry

“The hands of a woman. Teaches love and kindness. He who treat the woman with kindness. Can stand at God feet and know he had done well.”

A woman palm..

A million angels wander a woman’s palms”  Tadeusz Rozewicz

I want you..

I want you to make me forget yesterday regret.
I want us to find new places where we can flee to new heights in love.
I want us to fall into a whirlwind of a deep love where we cannot re-surface in a better place.
-Coyote-

Lay bare the secrets..

We are bathing in the quiet of the midnight hour.
You are whispering sweet words of love.
Eloquence and sweet words appeasing my senses making me tell you.
Love me little, love me long. You have became my only sweet dream my dear love

Dear Beth..
Midnight wishes were you.
You were my sun and my will for a second.
Old Poet had died and lived in love.
He knew. Dear Beth was a muse to tempt his aging heart.

Coyote