The black night and the shadow dance.
The black night and the shadow dance A long time ago in the late night hours of Tubingen, Germany. You and I were wild and free. The yearly Summer festival was alive and… Continue reading
The black night and the shadow dance A long time ago in the late night hours of Tubingen, Germany. You and I were wild and free. The yearly Summer festival was alive and… Continue reading
No mercy dear Elizabeth She found me alone by the St Clair lake and she wore a silky red dress. I saw her from a distance and I watched her walk quickly… Continue reading
The days of freedom… Yesterday was the first warm days of Spring. I opened the doors and I opened the window. I allowed the air of Spring to re-fresh the house. I took… Continue reading
Angel dancing, too close to the earth. A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. Angels dancing, too close… Continue reading
Amazing poetry shared by a amazing writer.
Amazing poetry shared by a talented writer.
Your misty eyes… You bathe me with your hazel eyes and I love your misty morning eyes. We have hot coffee, early morning, the sun rising from the east. I tell you, let’s… Continue reading
Originally posted on Dragonfly Poetry:
The high road,leaving everything standingwalk away touching nothinga ghost in the shadowsleaving untouched love to simply fade away. The low road,complete destructionnothing left standingthe sins left bleedingevery door…
Almost lovers… I found the prettiest gal on the crossing of Dover to Calais. I was drinking the Johnnie Walker whiskey, watching the sea dance. Pretty Swiss girl with the darkest brown eyes,… Continue reading
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 her skin, the… Continue reading