Tag Archive: Germany

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Show me the way to love.

Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment.                           Show me the way to… Continue reading →

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Please stay with me.

Please stay with me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears.  Please stay with me.  I… Continue reading →

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Dear Daniela.

Kiss me once, kiss me twice. We learn too late. We can’t have everything we wanted. The chronicle of life can be un-fair. And we learn, somethings cannot be forgiven. Just accepted. Once… Continue reading →

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Please come to me on a summer day.

Please come to me on a summer day. The prettiest gal in Germany told me. Please come to me on a summer day. We can drink the summer wine, and we can dance… Continue reading →

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Blue eyes.

Blue eyes. A blue-eyed angel is crying for me.In the turmoil of a kind love.The paradise of burning and powerful emotion.It can create a strange prison. I hold her too tightly,then I don’t… Continue reading →

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Dark Interludes.

Dark Interludes. Facts or fiction. Love will bewitch us.  An old friend of many years sends me a letter with kind words of love at a desperate time in my life.  I was… Continue reading →

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Ribbons and bows.

Ribbons and bows. Once I plunged into work and making money.I was led by the natural order of life.Working till one day I was truly alone. Ribbons and bows in a beautiful girl… Continue reading →

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If I knew.

If I knew. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We learn too late to be quiet. Anger and violence lead only to more pain and sadness.    If I knew.  If I knew. I would have… Continue reading →

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Ecstasy.

Ecstasy.                    My love, I have found you.                    I want to make love to you from feet to sweet lips.                   Your brightness and sadness I need to know.                    I want us nude, heart and mind… Continue reading →

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I don’t remember how you looked.

I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe strawberry red? I  try to describe you and each time I remember less. Sometimes I dream of… Continue reading →

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