Tag Archive: California

When love is near.

When love is near. You and I, we love the Big Sur. We wanderlust her from sea to the hidden waterfall. I loved your sly kisses at the River Inn and the long… Continue reading

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The poet and the naked lady.

The poet and the naked lady.. I fell in love with a long-legged woman, her eyes of never-ending questions and her flowing auburn hair stole my voice and my eyes. I ate breakfast… Continue reading

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A bloody Mary.

A bloody Mary. A pretty girl sat alone and I introduced myself. My name is Johnnie, and I sat near her. She told me, my name is Paloma, and she sat in a… Continue reading

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Mercy, mercy me.

Mercy, mercy me… We were Long Island ice teas and long talks.We were free climbers of the free mountains, and we loved dancing with the Pacific.You were the most beautiful woman, I ever… Continue reading

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Please swirl me, one more time.

Please swirl me, one more time.. 1- She told him. Please don’t forget me my love. Tonight we dance with the sea near and  the sound of the ocean is our needed song.… Continue reading

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If it be your will.

If It Be Your Will A Poem by Coyote Poetry “You don’t find love. Love finds you.” If it be your will. I saw her sitting alone with a small child. Pretty auburn hair… Continue reading

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Keep you safe.

Keep you safe. I remember the day you saved me.Your gentle eyes of hazel green saw me andyou caressed my face with your soft hands, and you whispered.Been too long dear Johnnie and… Continue reading

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The wicked games, we play.

The wicked games, we play… 1- We stole kisses, we said so many words of lies.We loved the wicked game.We adored our naked nights, where we shared sin and gin.We love the darkest… Continue reading

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San Francisco.

San Francisco A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A wild and fun city. The people were kind and the city was safe for people seeking good drink and a good time. I found this poem… Continue reading

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Let it be.

Old man sitting alone. Sitting on the cliffs of Pacific Grove. You can see the Pacific Ocean forever. Miles of the beautiful and powerful sea. He write words into a black notebook. Secret… Continue reading

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