Scarborough fair..
Scarborough fair.. I once dance with the prettiest gal at the Scarborough fair. I told her, I wanted to marry her and to make her smile every day of her life. She smiled… Continue reading
We were young once..
We were young once.. “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But there off in the end despondency and madness.” Wordsworth “Soldiers rest! Thy warfare o’er, Dream of fighting fields no more:… Continue reading
Gentleness prefer dangerous woman. And a amazing woman, Layila.
Gentlemen prefer the dangerous women.. Once I believed in love, once I believe in kindness. Now I believe in the whiskey and the sea. Once I wanted a sweet woman and now I… Continue reading
My secret life and a Leonard Cohen song.
Secret life I was your boss and teacher once. We shared hours in a locked building. I adored your long legs and auburn hair. Your perfect body unable to be hidden, made me… Continue reading
Coming home and a beautiful Amanda Shires song.
Coming home I sat in the plane from Philly. Heading to a place I ran away from.1000 days ago, I wanted war, new places and better ending. The splendor was war wasn’t so… Continue reading
A thousand years…
A thousand years.. Where are you, my sweet lover? I searched for you and all I found was traces of smiles and scent of gentle and sweet perfume left. We had an untamed… Continue reading
I called your name..
I called your name.. Beautiful lady is weeping for me. I departed for unknown destination. I didn’t know. First tears will take us to weight-full memories and places amidst lonely descended wants and… Continue reading
A Kovacs song Sunday. I do love this young lady.
Dear Sharon. I knew I was Winter and you were the Spring kiss. You were the hurricane and I was the pond water. I wrote to dear Sharon Kovacs, please give me one… Continue reading
Passages
Love is a journey through waters and stars,through suffocating air, sharp tempests of grainLove is a war of lightning,and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness…Carnal Apple by Pablo Neruda Between wake and…
I need you now…
I need you now… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Great love, never died. When love is alive. The love will grow to become a willow tree. Flowing and dancing with the free wind. Expanding… Continue reading