Love is blue.. And a amazing song.
Love is blue.. 1- You are. As pretty as a perfect painting and I adore your sacred shores. The moon is above us, lighting the night and my feet are touching the Summer… Continue reading
Tag Archive: John Castellenas
You drove me into madness..
You drove me into madness…. I remember the Summer days spend with you, my love.Hots day became hotter nights. You were a ravishing and tempting beauty.You loved the sea and you loved the… Continue reading
Let’s drink and pray for more…
Let’s drink and pray for more… Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor.Barely old enough to be in the dark taverns of Downtown Austin.Her wild eyes searched for what she needed. I… Continue reading
We shall fall and we shall rise..
We shall fall and we shall rise..———————————————————I listened to you,you are so damn pretty and you carry a heavy heart.I made you laugh and I told you.Naked heart and too much drink,weaved us… Continue reading
When the sun kisses the moon..
“You taste like sunshine just like you’ve been kissed by the morning light and I was the darkness dancing with the stars carelessly, breathlessly and our lips meet softly. color creeping in the… Continue reading
I try to memorize her face..
I tried to memorize her face.. She was my midnight dancer and she loved the sea.She didn’t like loud people and she sought the quiet of the Monterey Bay.She adored band night in… Continue reading
Love on the rocks..
Loves on the rocks.. Tonight me and Neil Diamond are hanging out together. I am writing my whiskey poetry tonight. Lately I needed the whiskey. Old wars, 500 Army shots and my sleeping… Continue reading
A poet’s love is forever.. And a beautiful Lorde song.
“As long as the poet’s words live, the beloved will be, in a way, still alive too.”Shakespeare “If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.”― Mike Everett“If a writer loves… Continue reading
Resemble love..
Resembled love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is rare and hard to find. Resembled love Pretty as a perfect picture and she gave me sly smile and a wink.I was weary… Continue reading
The human touch..
The human touch. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The easiest gift to give is concern, time and to listen. In a world of fast pace and little time. We must slow down and show… Continue reading