“Her beauty has not blinded me”
Her beauty has not blinded me A Poem by Coyote Poetry In my time of living. People can get twisted. Her beauty has not blinded me She roamed like an old tom… Continue reading
Her beauty has not blinded me A Poem by Coyote Poetry In my time of living. People can get twisted. Her beauty has not blinded me She roamed like an old tom… Continue reading
La petite mort, Little death -She wanted Paris and I wanted her. Katie got up and went to the window. The city was lite-up. Her nude body seem dreamy and perfect in the… Continue reading
Her beauty has not blinded me She roamed like a old tom cat. Wearing her black clothing like a mask. She tied her hair up into a tight knot. She don’t look boyish.… Continue reading
La petite mort, Little death -She wanted Paris and I wanted her. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Midnight conversation Warning This Chapter is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under… Continue reading
The raging water I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m writing though-out the night just words into… Continue reading
Cocoa beach A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old places and old memories Cocoa beach I received a phone call. Sweet Peggy called and asked. “Please come to see me. I live in Cocoa… Continue reading
Dangerous places and beautiful faces. A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is good to walk upon the edge. Dangerous places and beautiful faces…Dangerous places and secret rendezvous. To swim in uncontrolled passion… Continue reading
Sacrificial meal She was a tall, long legged Texas girl. She gave me a coy smile. Somehow I caught her attention. I knew, a pursued man are just cattle waiting to be… Continue reading
Let pretend A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime little is better than nothing. Let… Continue reading
Words of a insane man A story by Coyote Poetry Long life made me know now. I lived this long because I could accept what was given and I could get up. Better… Continue reading