Tag Archive: love

A New Orleans lullaby.

A New Orleans lullaby… I was station at Fort Hood for six years. I was the Dancing Coyote, always seeking laughter, good drink and pretty ladies. I Befriended a New York state gal.… Continue reading →

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So damn cold.

So damn cold… She came to me at midnight and she gave me whiskey kisses and kind words. I whispered to her. I need to taste your skin, I need to know you… Continue reading →

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Swirl me in your mind..

Swirl me in your mind. I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading →

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The cursed lullaby.

The cursed lullaby.. Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading →

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Love conquered all.

Love conquered all A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Must know love and kindness to know joy and happiness.  Love conquered all.. Lovers drowning in the amorous of sweet kiss, long embrace andthe long dances… Continue reading →

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A cradle hymn..

A cradle hymn. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Just thoughts upon a paper                                A cradle hymn Hush little baby. Don’t you cry.Daddy going buy you a humming bird.If the bird. It don’t sing.Daddy… Continue reading →

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The karma of love..

he 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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I will never fall in love again.

I will never fall in love again.. I told the blue sky, love was sweet once, love was my life once. I told the sun, I remember love. Sweet as candy and wild… Continue reading →

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Looking for my Agnes..

Looking for my Agnes.. Hemingway wrote of his Agnes. A love, who saved him and left him. Hemingway learn. Love in war, just gifts of the survivors. We must go home. Took J.… Continue reading →

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Angie.

1- Angie I remember our days and nights at Big Sur, you were my imperfection angel.You wanted, just enough and you allowed your dreams to die. You enchante me by speaking careless words… Continue reading →

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