Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry

Delicate wings…

Delicate wings A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Some people are more tender than others                               Delicate wings…. Beautiful Liz. Allowed me in.Her word and beauty memorized me.Woman who strip down their true cover and… Continue reading

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A thousand kisses deep…

 A thousand kisses deep…. The doors are locked and window block by the satin curtains.We infuse our bodies freely and wildly.We tossed the silk sheets upon the cold floor. We are sharing sweet red… Continue reading

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Deeper and deeper we shall fall…

Deeper and deeper we shall fall A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Real proof of love. Holding on tighter in the bad days and celebrating the good days together                              Deeper and deeper we shall… Continue reading

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A Marian Hill song and a poem- Whiskey.

 Whiskey…. Lovely Liz With pen and paper I write, spilled blood upon notions of things wanted and so damn far away.We secretly abated love and you became my wish to behold. I wanted… Continue reading

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You forgave me…

  You forgave me…. I remember us. We were something. I chased you till you couldn’t run no-more. I promised you the moon, I promised you a ancient love. Drinking aged wine and… Continue reading

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Write on me….

Write on me… The California Summer nights are here and you are with me my lover.I told the night stars. Thank you for the  sacred mornings awaking with you near and thelong darkness… Continue reading

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Poetry, drink and memories

 The rays of the sun… Drunk man wishing. Alone on destine hill. He dreamed she was near. He dreamed he was in her embrace and her tender fingers were caressing his face. She… Continue reading

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Toxic….

 Toxic…. Extraordinary beauty danced alone. Green eyes offered me glances of come and dance a forbidden dance. Wise men know to run when the siren called. Foolish men fall to the landscape of… Continue reading

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The parable of the flower and the lovelorn man..

The parable of the flowers and the lovelorn man… She was a perfect beauty. She danced nightly on a stage in Killeen, Texas.  I went nightly and I waited for my tainted beauty… Continue reading

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Oh, my lover…

Oh, my lover… Kisses not resisted. Interlacing bodies twisted-up in the Texas two-step.The hot Texas nights and lonely souls sharing time and the long Island ice tea.Sweet lady whispered. No rainbows to find… Continue reading

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