Category Archive: coyote poet

‘The portrait of you

The portrait of you   Phantom dreams led me to you. You were my illusion of perfection. I was flattered when you condemn me to loving you forever by a gesture of hello… Continue reading

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The shadows are dancing

The shadows are dancing   She told me, dear poet. Your love isn’t dead. Your love is sleeping. She was a perfect North Dakota girl dancing with a Michigan boy in the city… Continue reading

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Drink of me, my dear lover

Drink of me my dear lover A Story by Coyote Poetry More Texas story.   Drink of me my dear lover   I loved the Austin Texas nights. Alive and vibrant with people… Continue reading

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The gin and juice lullaby

The gin and juice lullaby   Once we stripped bare naked and we showed real face and real skin. You were fire and I was water. My greed was to steal everything I… Continue reading

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The cursed lullaby

The cursed lullaby   Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the… Continue reading

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‘I want to love you like

I want to love you like   I want to love you like we are babies just learning to love.   I want you to undress with the lights on, allowing me to… Continue reading

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‘Pain and lesson

Pain and lesson   A thousand lessons deep. I learn too late, hold silence and listen. I lost many upon the road of living. I wished too late. To left brothers with kind… Continue reading

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The black night

The black night and the shadow dance   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. The black night and the shadow dance   A long time ago in the late night hours of… Continue reading

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I love you

Je t’aime- I love you   You told me in Paris once. “Je t’aime my Johnnie.” Your words like sweet wine overtook my mind and heart. Today I remembered you. Dark brown eyes… Continue reading

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A lifetime

A lifetime   Regards to you, my pretty lady. Once I fought the world with great anger and I have learned disappointment. I told you often. Your words are true. You told me.… Continue reading

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