The wanderlust
Wanderlust — Damn those eyes Pretty face, demanding loving eyes. Soft voice making me feel weak and captured. Soft touch of hands making me fall into deep embrace. Those eyes make me… Continue reading
Wanderlust — Damn those eyes Pretty face, demanding loving eyes. Soft voice making me feel weak and captured. Soft touch of hands making me fall into deep embrace. Those eyes make me… Continue reading
The Fall sweet honey A Poem by Coyote Poetry. Fall sweet honey Beautiful as the rising Summer sun, sweet and kind like the fresh Fall sweet honey. She told me, if you… Continue reading
Please tell me a story Lovely lady watching the sun rising from the east. Her wandering mind is dancing upon yesterdays deeds and today possibilities. I asked her. Pretty woman, please wrap… Continue reading
She had Angel wings upon her back Her long auburn hair rolled down her long slender back. The tattoos Angel awoke secret dreams and nightmares. Her tattoos rolled down from soft neck… Continue reading
My greatest regret was you Loved and lost Dear lover, my beautiful love. Honey, sweetheart and my love. Where are you now? Once we drank the Long Island ice tea and laughed… Continue reading
Fable love I behold today the first warm day of Spring. I’m finding hope and energy in the new-born flowers and the new greenery of the forest. I have been swimming… Continue reading
Fool’s gold Once we held hands and we talks of the great escape. We drank expresso coffee and we walked on the Monterey pier. I savored your sweet voice and I remember.… Continue reading
Do for love Pretty words, long dances into the midnight hours, tasty kisses and warm embrace is what you are to me. Once we believe in nothing and today. You and I.… Continue reading
Never left Michigan Years ago. I traveled the world. I Drank wine in Basel and Paris, danced in the streets of Florence and read poetry at Hyde Park in London. I… Continue reading
Never enough whiskey 3,000 mile away from you and I am so damn alone. I loved someone once and love wasn’t enough. Now the whiskey can’t make me forget her. I learn… Continue reading