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
Tag Archive: love
Slip and fall..
Slip and fall.. I requested some kind words. I asked her to tell me. I love you. Please tell me, you will wait for me and please make these seconds, we have left.… Continue reading
The dancer..
The dancer.. 1- Lovely are the curves of a dancing lady who makes every step and movement, a event for our eyes and our mind. Around and around she moved in delicate steps.… Continue reading
A Summertime love..
A Summertime love.. Dear Veronica, she knew I adored her. She sat near me and her bare feet caressed the softness of the grass. She asked me. Would you love me when my… Continue reading
So it is..
So it is… 1- I didn’t know it was the last night I would see your face. I didn’t know it would be the time I would hear your voice and I didn’t… Continue reading
Dancing in the dark with you dear Daniela..
Dancing in the dark with you dear Daniela.. I was drinking whiskey alone and I was listening to the good jazz. A pretty auburn lady sat with me and she asked me, what… Continue reading
My North Dakota hurricane..
My North Dakota hurricane.. Beneath the midnight Monterey moon, we danced, we drank and we adored the Winter storms of the Pacific. We served as soldiers in the daytime and in the night.… Continue reading
One more cup of coffee..
One more cup of coffee.. She was a California dream, in her eyes. You could see the great sea. In her voice, she could take away all my sadness. I went to her… Continue reading
I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always.
I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a year near the Pacific Ocean to write my novel. I hope your days… Continue reading
Deluded love, broken promises and melancholy dreams..
Deluded love, broken promises and melancholy dreams… 1- Deluded love.. Pretty Peggy came to me at midnight, carrying Hemingway whiskey and a hopeful smile. I saw in her eyes, I was her last… Continue reading