“Beautiful faces and passionate kisses”
(Beautiful faces and passionate kisses. A Poem by Coyote Poetry.) (Good to be young in heart. Willing to rebirth love and desire everyday of a life.) Beautiful faces and passionate kisses … Continue reading
(Beautiful faces and passionate kisses. A Poem by Coyote Poetry.) (Good to be young in heart. Willing to rebirth love and desire everyday of a life.) Beautiful faces and passionate kisses … Continue reading
Let’s drink and pray for more Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor, barely old enough to be in the dark taverns of Downtown Austin. Her wild eyes searched for what… Continue reading
Perhaps, perhaps my love The night is long and the drink is cheap, the music is good and the design of the night had brought her to me. Words are shared… Continue reading
I will sing the blues for you Johnnie be good, Johnnie be bad and Johnnie dancing alone to the Jazz. The words sweet, tempting and so true. My baby left me,… Continue reading
My California Azure sky, chaos Pacific ocean, my lover. The stormy sea, the murmur of the sea, whispered to me. Love may slumber, war are never-ending and we shall remember the sweetest… Continue reading
Listen to the wind Find a valley where the kind wind can sing to you, stand in an apple tree orchard, touch an apple, taste the sweetness. Gifts, wonderful gift from Mother Nature.… Continue reading
A moment, of forever “Holy as love You were my Winter prayer, my Christmas miracle. We found a safe place to keep warm, we locked the door, held tightly and stole seconds,… Continue reading
Liar’s moon lullaby I told the liar’s moon, eleven anthrax shots given to my by the Army. I have forgotten more than I remember. I search my deaden mind for faces,… Continue reading
In love with a Bonnie girl The soldier drank the Johnnie Walker whiskey in a Austin, Texas tavern. He had came here every Friday for three months to talk to a Scottish… Continue reading
The waltz of the Angels I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming, Sunday morning is a-coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a… Continue reading