Category Archive: love

Monterey

Monterey A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part one. The letters. Monterey The letters   Dear Beth I roamed your Facebook site. You are still so beautiful. I told you I was okay. I… Continue reading

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I never left Michigan

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

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“Kiss me tiger”

Teach me tiger   Sweet woman had lingered on my mind all day. Her long sun kissed legs and skin spread across soft sheets and bed. Left me wanting to see wanting smile… Continue reading

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Somewhere in time

Nydia Lozano Somewhere in time   The paradox of living, we get what we deserve. Once, the prettiest lady I have ever known, waited for a wayward man. I remember the fragrance of… Continue reading

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“Mercy, mercy me”

Mercy, mercy me   We were Long Island ice teas and long talks, we were free-climbers of the free mountains and we loved dancing with the Pacific. You were the most beautiful woman,… Continue reading

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Field of perfection

In the field of perfection   I wished upon the first star of the new night, I wished for warm Spring days, good wine, long days and warm kisses. I want to drink… Continue reading

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Please sing me a lullaby, my sweet lady

Please sing me a lullaby, my sweet lady   My lovely lady lay in sweet slumber and I whispered into her ear. You are my morning blessing, my daytime kindness and my midnight… Continue reading

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A love story

Love story   You were going to be a dancer, a poet, going to save our world. I was content to be in the reflection of your eyes. I told you often dear… Continue reading

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A kind and sweet lullaby

Please sing to me, a kind and sweet lullaby.   In the night when I’m overtook by the weight of life. You touched my face and brought my head into the safety of… Continue reading

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The Scottish kisses

Scottish kisses     It was 1978 and the long days of Summer were here. Early June, warm days, weekend activities and weekend adventures to discover new places. I found safety in the… Continue reading

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