Fool’s gold…. Once we held hands and we talks of the great escape. We drank expresso coffee and we walked on the Monterey pier. I savored your sweet voice and I remember. I… Continue reading →

 Smoke and mirrors… Smoke and mirrors we became. Once we locked our doors and we believed love was life. On a hot Summer day, we made promises we could not keep. Who is… Continue reading →

 The 3 am prayer…. The dance hall closed down at 2 am in Belton, Texas. He would go to the Belton Lake, drink the Jack Daniel and howl at the moon. Maybe he… Continue reading →

Please tell me a story… Lovely lady watching the sun rising from the east. Her wandering mind is dancing upon yesterdays deeds and today possibilities. I asked her. Pretty woman, please wrap your… Continue reading →

Celestial beauty A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words.  Celestial beauty… “He sees his love, and nothing else he sees.”—Thomas Campion You are my folly and my blessings.You are my perfect night and my sweetest… Continue reading →

Lover, lover, lover… 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… Continue reading →

Originally posted on tornadoday:
I’ve been warned there is a dreamer rests beneath my collar bone spends the night curled beneath me – a fiery furnace made of stone sometimes words can resurrect…

Sad brown eyes… A brown eye angel is crying in our bedroom for me. In a turmoil of a kind love. A paradise of burning emotion. You can create a strange prison. I… Continue reading →

Originally posted on MY VALIANT SOUL:
my body is a quiet placeit’s about flowers stones a silent theatregreen threads of the blue skywet body of motifs and beautiful soft wildflowerstoday,the mind wanders for…