“The wicked waltz”
This wicked waltz Perfect beauty is waiting for me and she is dressed in a perfect red rose dress. Her tempting shoulders and her flowing auburn hair make my blissful creature. My… Continue reading
This wicked waltz Perfect beauty is waiting for me and she is dressed in a perfect red rose dress. Her tempting shoulders and her flowing auburn hair make my blissful creature. My… Continue reading
Fire, the flames and you You are my river of joy, my muse in the mist of confusion. I have hurt myself often, set fire to my dreams and watched my… Continue reading
Damn those eyes You make me so crazy my dear love, damn those eyes, damn those green eyes that steal my thoughts and my dreams. You and I,… Continue reading
I want to love a bonnie girl I am dreaming of dear Scotland again, once my pretty Sheena and I, we were drunk in love. We knew wanderlust of roaming the German… Continue reading
The gales of Winter Lake or sea, the mighty water never sleep. When the sea is quiet, the lake is resting. Danger is near. I believe, all of us, are like the… Continue reading
Thank you for the dance My bare foot lady danced by the sea, the moon is above and the stars are lighting up the night sky. I watched her dance, joyfully and content… Continue reading
The city of lights or anywhere. We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his whiskey. I love Paris, kind Paris hide the secrets well. Lover’s danced… Continue reading
The memory of you, coffee and I. The smell of coffee, ancient coffee shops and you, blessed memories upon on old heart and mind. Once, you were my only fan. I wrote… Continue reading
Love behold, love be bold A Poem by Coyote Poetry Poetry for the new book, The island. Love… Continue reading
Free-falling (A unforgettable muse) Once we were the crazy ones. We believed in love and we believed in forever, we were sweet Summer red wine and discoverer of new and unknown places.… Continue reading