She wanted Paris and I wanted her. City of lights A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part three. Warning(This Chapter is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18.) City of… Continue reading
The train ride to Paris We took the train to Paris. The easy morning train left Stuttgart at 8 am.She worn a silk blue blouse and a knee-high skirt. Her full breasts shown… Continue reading
Paris in 1976 She wanted Paris and I wanted her A Chapter by Coyote Poetry (Part one. I hope you enjoy.) WarningThis Chapter is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under… Continue reading
Close your eye my love. The consequences of finding you was to love and need you forever.My red hair muse, you drove me into madness and needed places of bliss and sweet kiss..… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you look A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time.) I don’t remember how you look I don’t remember how you… Continue reading
We must fall from the pinnacle of love. We must fall from the pinnacle of lovemy kind and sweet friend. At the gate of paradise.We can play the fool.Can dance in the mist… Continue reading
I cannot forget you. (A old poem written on 18 Feb 1993 with a re-write.) My sweet and kind friend. Please tell me. We are not done. We were friends first, lovers second.… Continue reading
1- WarThe war is over.The guns locked away.The soldiers are resting.Youth and eyes burned out by war.No-one won. 2- Miss youI’m missing you.I whispered to the falling sun in the west.The raising moon… Continue reading
1- I need a wild heart. Love made me live Beautiful woman told me. We need to bathe in the quiet and sweetness of love.Love come when love wants.The movement of love is… Continue reading
The payment is due “Bacchus blessing are a treasure;Drinking is a soldier’s pleasure;Rich the treasure,sweet the pleasure;Sweet is pleasure after pain.”John Dryden I told the pretty Texas girl at the Belton, Texas dance… Continue reading
