Can’t return no-more..
Can return no more. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words and actions can create bridges that can’t be repaired. Can return no more.. We can dwell in paradise,Swim in pleasure and sweet dreams.We… Continue reading
Can return no more. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words and actions can create bridges that can’t be repaired. Can return no more.. We can dwell in paradise,Swim in pleasure and sweet dreams.We… Continue reading
It was early fall. The sweet new wines of Germany came out.They are cheap and tasty.It was a beautiful late summer day.The youth of the city of Boeblingen surrounded the lake drinking the… Continue reading
The damn road.. It was a cold winter day in late December. I awoke with my love.I kissed her face and lips and whispered. “Good morning. “ Her beautiful young body pressed… Continue reading
Just words.. Sing me a lullaby, soft and sweet, just words to make me believe, love is alive and true. Just words, they may be. You are the sweetest wine kisses I have… Continue reading
Rage and pain,illusion and deceit.Love born than died.—- Slender shoulders kissed.The nakedly dance,the midnight hour splendor—— Captured,unrestrained,taunts and torment.Imperfection enshrined. John Castellenas/Coyote
The cold night whispered.. The April rain hid my tears and I walked alone. Once great love turn indifferent and our love true turn to fathom dreams. We spoke careless words, maybe true,… Continue reading
Dear Autumn Christine.. I remember when I saw you standing alone and I went to you.I told you. You are so damn beautiful. Please talk to me. You laughed at my words and… Continue reading
Idyllic.. We shall know never-more, we shall know ever-more and we one day. We shall know nothing more. Once wise writer told us. Death, is when we become forgotten. Once brave man danced… Continue reading
My Summer day wish, my Fall moon blessing — In your eyes, I saw the sea, I saw a miracle in those eyes of golden brown, you took my hands and I knew.… Continue reading
I would steal the moon for you.. My beloved, my midnight dream, my three am dancer.We found safe haven near the sea,small tent and sleeping bag.We drank tequila with the bitter lemon. We… Continue reading