Hold me, kiss me.
Hold me, kiss me. My beautiful Sheena, in your arms. You chase away my nightmares. When you hold me, when you kiss me. I can’t remember the sadness of yesterday. When you sing… Continue reading
Hold me, kiss me. My beautiful Sheena, in your arms. You chase away my nightmares. When you hold me, when you kiss me. I can’t remember the sadness of yesterday. When you sing… Continue reading
The Iron Mountain song. A Story by Coyote PoetryJust some words. The Iron Mountain song. I have finished my journey, and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw her face… Continue reading
My Michigan dream. “Hush my sweet baby, don’t you cry. I am here, I shall never leave you, when the chills of the night come, I shall keep you warm and safe. You… Continue reading
Love words. Do we remember love? The pretty poet asked. I told her. When we are young, the allure of love, make us believe in a sweet miracle. We are infatuate with the… Continue reading
Monterey, California. I wrote down on a napkin at the Pier in Monterey. You can’t go back, and you can’t kill the memories. I was young once and I loved the sea, I loved… Continue reading