-Petite mort
Petite mort Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Petite mort She was a portrait of beauty. Her love was locked away, waiting for the perfect man and the gentle embrace. She asked… Continue reading
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Beautiful faces
Beautiful faces and passionate kisses. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be young in heart. Willing to rebirth love and desire everyday of an life. Beautiful faces and passionate kisses When… Continue reading
_You cross my mind in the midnight hours.
You cross my mind in the midnight hours A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is a wild dance. Leave us holding tightly. Hoping forever with the breaking dawn ready to end the perfect… Continue reading
_The storm
The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we want what we shouldn’t have. The storm She had shrouded him with gentle embrace. She was his dream and want. He knew to… Continue reading
-Old fashion morphine
Old fashion Morphine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words ‘;5 Old fashion Morphine Oh sweet Jenny stole my vision. Her short red dress allowed me to see her perfect long legs.… Continue reading
-The lady in the black dress
The lady in the black dress A Poem by Coyote Poetry just words The lady in the black dress Dancing alone in a downtown Austin tavern with my empty Black Velvet whiskey bottle… Continue reading
-Bare and true
Bare and true A Poem by Coyote Poetry Few times in a life. We open up to another and show them the real person. Bare and true She was a noble… Continue reading
Election coming. Please listen and vote wisely.
What men are capable of… A Poem by Coyote Poetry I saw bad things in my life. What men have done for their hate. What men are capable of. What legacy will… Continue reading
-Ravishing beauty dancing alone
Ravishing beauty dancing alone. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Hard to brake down walls of regret and disappointment. Need time and distance to forget. Ravishing beauty dancing alone We will masquerade as many… Continue reading
_The portrait of you
The portrait of you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words imickeyd:(Thank you Tumblr) Nicole – Peter Coulson The portrait of you Phantom dreams led me to you. You were my illusion of… Continue reading