Wanderlust..
Wanderlust — Damn those eyes….. Pretty face, demanding loving eyes.Soft voice making me feel weak and captured.Soft touch of hands making me fall into deep embrace.Those eyes make me swim in the dangerous… Continue reading
Tag Archive: life
The golden dust..
The golden Dust…. We didn’t know. Life move so damn fast and we cannot stop time. I wondered. Did you know me? Did I know you? Now our silence whispers of love words… Continue reading
Tattoos.
Tattoos..A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld stories become better with time. Tattoos.. My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me, do you like my tattoos? I smiled and… Continue reading
I saw a face..
I saw a face.. I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face.The face brought back a sweet memory.Was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me and she embraced me… Continue reading
The Fray. The train ride to Monterey. part two.
The Fray, the train ride to Monterey.. Part two. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Be not afraid of the Fray. The Fray take you to where you need to me. The wistful life will… Continue reading
Kind people, good song and laughter..
Kind people, good song and laughter.. ( April is poetry month. This is new poem number twenty-nine.) I found Joe Ann at a strip club. Only place near Fort Hood that played my… Continue reading
She wore flowers in her hair..
She wore flowers in her hair.. I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost my place in life.I decide a trip was needed,I was told in Vienna.The wine was sweet and the… Continue reading
A wish upon a star..
A wish upon a star(A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld dreams never fade away.) A wish.. Every night before I close my eyes.I whisper your name to the Pacific ocean and the raising moon.… Continue reading
Love letters. Part two..
Love letters — part two. My sweet love. We may be foolish. Wishing into a wishing well for things we do not have anymore. I want you to know joy and happiness again.… Continue reading
Ride..
Ride.. (Johnnie need a long vacation.) True freedom my friend is dancing with the wind. Singing song till the morning light.Knowing open highways and not being controlled by money and possessions. I want… Continue reading