Regards to a old memory’
Regards to a old memory I know love is never fair and sweet memory can turn sour. Love need perfect timing, place and same need. Rarely do two people meet at the same… Continue reading
Regards to a old memory I know love is never fair and sweet memory can turn sour. Love need perfect timing, place and same need. Rarely do two people meet at the same… Continue reading
Fragrant of love I whispered to your closed and resting eyes. I love you, I love you. I need you, I need you. I kissed your face and I kissed your hands.… Continue reading
The willow trees Old poet told the girl. We must try to go back to where we were, if we can. The bright eyed girl asked with wonder, dear poet, I… Continue reading
Write on me The California Summer nights are here and you are with me my lover. I told the night stars, thank you for the sacred mornings awaking with you near and… Continue reading
Gypsy heart Her eyes, clear blue like the sea, her voice, gentle and sweet. She told me, open the locked doors, wide. We decide if our life and journey is, a prison… Continue reading
Burning desire Locked doors took us to the utopia of the embrace and the sweet kiss. Protected by the whispers of Leonard Cohen songs in the background. Love was new for us… Continue reading
Dear Angela A pretty girl sat with me by the sea and she whispered to me. “You know who I’m and what I do. And you stayed with me. All I know… Continue reading
We loan, we borrow and we stole The Winter of 1978, we create boundless nights, we made thousand promises for love and you taught me. We loan, we borrow and we stole.… Continue reading
(On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry) On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and his prey.) Bei Dao … Continue reading
The sway of the sea I watched her paint her face, she covered her majesty face with colors of brown and black. I told her, you don’t need the make-up. Your… Continue reading