Tag Archive: love

Is it, everything you wanted?

Is it, everything you wanted? Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading

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Heaven and hell in the same kiss..

Heaven and hell in the same kiss.. A Story by Coyote Poetry  Disappointment in love are lessons to prepare us for true love.                       Heaven and hell in the same kiss.. “We can die… Continue reading

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My lovely Lilith..

My lovely Lilith.. The dark poet loved the Monterey big storms. The Pacific was raging and dancing. He went to the Pacific ocean early in the morning wearing wet suit and carrying his… Continue reading

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Some river song..

“Cecelia, be my love. Beautiful Cecelia. Please steal my thought and take me away to the Big Sur.  Let’s stay barefoot forever and leave the world behind us. You and me will dance… Continue reading

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Damn you my lonely lady midnight..

Damn you my lonely lady midnight… I didn’t know, we didn’t know. We would crash and burn. You told me. Love had turned ugly, love had turn to blackness. Please Johnnie, dance with… Continue reading

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We were running to and escaping from love..

I knew we were running to and escaping love touch in the same second… ( If we do not kiss. Will I miss the kiss?) I went to Ann Arbor looking for a… Continue reading

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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

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Once we had the days of Spring..

1- Once we had the days of Spring.. I remember it was the first warm day of Spring in April 1977. She found me by the lake and she shared a beautiful smile… Continue reading

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Once we had the Elvis songs.. And a amazing Elvis song.

Once we had the Elvis songs… Hello girl, it Johnnie in Michigan and I am sorry to call you at at Midnight hours. The drink is wearing me down and I am listening… Continue reading

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Legacy, some little poetry..

Legacy, some little poetry.. 1-  The Monterey tavern poet sat alone and beautiful Eleanor sat with him. Her eyes seeking his face, her eyes seeking his voice. He asked her, dear Eleanor. What… Continue reading

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