Love words of a mad man.
Love words of a mad man A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can teach us madness. 1-Break me Please break me and make me bleed. Show me I’m alive. Make me die and bring… Continue reading
Tag Archive: love
Under the willow tree. We danced.
Under the willow tree. We danced. Once we held love over everything. Love was holy and a joy. Were a blessing and a gift. Now like sleeping flowers in the Winter. The feeble… Continue reading
The brown eye’s girl.
The brown eye’s girl. Was a lonely beach, late Spring brought out the lovers of the sea. I saw near the moving and dancing Pacific. A woman and child. I fell in love… Continue reading
Misty eyes.
Misty eyes. You bathe me with your hazel eyes,we have hot coffee, early morning, the sun rising from the east.I tell you, let’s slow down this day, great haste makes us forget,heavenly places… Continue reading
A miracle.
A miracle. Pale skin, hazel eyes,eloquence words we shared. You confessed small secrets,I told you some. I savored your words andwe longed and learned. To be merciful, generous.You were my miracle,I told you… Continue reading
You and me.
You and me. You and me, I want us to be in the city of lights. I want us to drink coffee in the early morning and we would roam the city till… Continue reading
At midnight. And the amazing Elvis song.
At midnight. I called her at Midnight hour and I told her. Dear Jenny, I remember you and I remember us. I love you still and forget me not. Jenny is crying and… Continue reading
My secret love. And a beautiful Doris Day song.
Secret loveA Poem by Coyote Poetry “Let’s the bells ring, and let the boy sing, let the cup go around.” John Fletcher Secret love. You bare your words, exposing secret places and thoughts.… Continue reading
Turn, turn, turn.
Turn, turn, turn. The old poet sang a lullaby.Sensual woman whispered to me once.Come live with me and be my lover,I will be your salvation, and you will be my rock to keep… Continue reading
Run away with me. And a lovely Carly Rae Jepsen song.
Run away with me… Sweetest and prettiest gal in Ann Arbor told me. Please run away with me. Let’s toss all our useless dreams away and please take my hands. Hand in hand,… Continue reading