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
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
wickedlittlesins(Thank you Tumblr for the photo) Little sin… Your flowing black hair flowing in the gentle breezes making me wish to have you home nude and free. You are my little sin in… Continue reading
Blindfolded and weightless… I watched your tone and beautiful legs move on the dance floor. Legs that make a man beg for mercy before he had sins. Your short skirt showed silky and… Continue reading
Quiet echos and secluded places A Poem by Coyote Poetry We will hold many penances for things done and missed. Quiet echos and secluded places… The coffee shop poet told the young listener.Great… Continue reading
Let’s remember us… ———————————————————————————————————- Love forgotten, love dead, who was wrong? Who was right? Once we had long nights, once we made the mornings last till late afternoon. Did I forget my… Continue reading
The Lake Huron song… Closed wounds can bleed again, no healing for true love lost. You and I, we were Summer wine and Lake Huron late night swim. You were the prettiest girl… Continue reading
Another time, another place… The loneliness man at Fort Hood volunteered for missions in Central American. He wanted to escape everything and he wanted to taste the Hemingway’s tropical paradise. Once he sought… Continue reading
Mirrored soul A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can we become strangers to ourselves? Who do we see in the mirror now? … Continue reading
We become, who we suppose to be. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter one. I believe, life takes us where we suppose to be. … Continue reading
Fall, the falling leaves… Once I ran away from sadness/heartbreak and I sought escape. The running man can’t run no-more. Once fearless man learn, love was vengeance, love would leave you bare and… Continue reading