Tag Archive: love

I gave my love to you, dear Beatrice.

I gave my love to you,  my sweet Beatrice Was Monterey, was the sea nearby. It was the whiskey and sweet wine we drank dear Beatrice. We conspired to find new cities and… Continue reading

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I want to dance with you.

I want to dance with you. The night is long and the songs are good.You are looking so beautiful, and your eyes are demanding my attention.I whispered to you,I want to get lost… Continue reading

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The karma of love.

The karma of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry  When we are young. We waste the gift of love.       The Karma of Love.       Written on 5 March 1985  I remember when the sparkles… Continue reading

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You did not leave me my friend.

You did not leave me my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Some scars cannot heal. We learn to live with them.                         … Continue reading

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Please dear Jennifer. Come to Monterey.

Please dear Jennifer, come to Monterey. It was 8 pm in Monterey. A warm January night. I decided to call my Michigan gal; I left her in late December 1991. To remind her.… Continue reading

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Dark Interludes.

Dark Interludes. Facts or fiction. Love will bewitch us.  An old friend of many years sends me a letter with kind words of love at a desperate time in my life.  I was… Continue reading

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Once upon a time. For a kind memory.

Once upon a time I found you at the mall walking and I kept a distance from you. I was just looking at a sweet dream lost. I wondered did you remember me?… Continue reading

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The good path.

The good path. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We learn with age. What we truly need.”                            The good path. Where do I go from here? I have made a thousand right and wrong… Continue reading

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My great love. Part two.

My great love. Part two. I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens,… Continue reading

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The fearless and the daring.

The fearless and the daring. We drank the September Germany wine and we found our private place where we locked the doors, allowed no-one in. We fell into blissful madness and I fell… Continue reading

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