Lullaby..
Lullaby Did we lie? Did we love? Did we forget? ——————————————————– Once love inferno, became water down love. Our warm bed, became cold. ———————————————————- I sang lullaby of forever once upon a time,… Continue reading
Lullaby Did we lie? Did we love? Did we forget? ——————————————————– Once love inferno, became water down love. Our warm bed, became cold. ———————————————————- I sang lullaby of forever once upon a time,… Continue reading
Are we lovers or are we liars? (Written in 1993) Once we believed in rainbows, once we made the wishing well wishes. I remember a September Fall day in 1978, the prettiest girl… Continue reading
Fallen Angels A Poem by Coyote Poetry A new poem. I hope you like. Fallen Angels In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old war and missed… Continue reading
Only you (Written in December of 1990. Young and hopeful man poetry. Good to be young.) I feel you coming near, I feel the heat of passion awakening in my sleeping mind and… Continue reading
The sweetest gift (Written in October 1990) In is noon on Sunday and our bodies are wrapped together, your warm skin against my skin, my arms encircling you and I am falling into… Continue reading
(I wrote October 1990, I hope you like.) Love be right Please hold my hand, please give me warm and gentle kisses with the midnight night moon above us. Let’s walk together… Continue reading
Lover or liars? Would you? Could you my love? I know we are just dancers upon the earth, loaning and borrowing kisses and the love embrace. Are we, a tragic love… Continue reading
The sun, the moon and the stars ————————————————————————————– She told me, pretty does, pretty do. Kind sun warm our faces and our hearts, the moon light-up the darkness of the night and the… Continue reading
Beautiful song bird The days of Spring are here and the kind birds are singing their morning song. I meet the morning sun and I whisper to the sky. Thank you beautiful… Continue reading
Are we lovers or are we liars? (Written in 1993) Once we believed in rainbows, once we made the wishing well wishes. I remember a September Fall day in 1978, the prettiest girl… Continue reading