Originally posted on Windmills of My Mind:
Relax, gather, away from your every thought. Leave the world that surrounds you. ?Find the oak tree and build a fire. If a winter night a…

(Song of the dead and the song of the living. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places)   Song of the dead and the song of the living.  … Continue reading →

When an woman smiled My heart stopped and my world become perfect. When your gift of your beautiful smile and laughter, take me to sacred and cherish place. I’m captive by your gentle… Continue reading →

You are what I need. —————————————————————————————————- The red dress   Silky red dress held your skin close and I whispered to your wanting ear.   I am jealous of the silk against your… Continue reading →

Old fashion Morphine   Oh sweet Jenny stole my vision. Her short red dress allowed me to see her perfect long legs. Her skin color of peaches and tempting softness made me order… Continue reading →

The lovely silence The real poets and writers know. The silence is golden. Words become meaningless in the midnight hours. True lovers don’t need to speak. They allow their mouth, hands and body… Continue reading →

    Imagine there is no war, my friend.   Dear child, the world weeps blood. Whole world blinded by hate and separation. Who will tell the child? He was born with no… Continue reading →

One more day my love I waited for you. You requested me to come and wait for you. Every night at 2 am. I watched you dance your final dance for desperate men… Continue reading →