You forgave me…
You forgave me.. I remember us. We were something.I chased you till you couldn’t run no-more.I promised you the moon, I promised you a ancient love.We drank aged wine and we danced till… Continue reading
Tag Archive: love
Pretty words..
Pretty words.. Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did. She told… Continue reading
The perfect morning…
The perfect morning.. I told the Michigan morning sky. I believe in miracles. Pretty woman sat by the open window, she watched the city come alive. I gazed at her and I asked… Continue reading
Should of loved you more…
Should of loved you more.. He left love doorway 2,500 miles away. The hardest and coldest man, he loved the whiskey and he loved the taverns. He loved the darkest days and he… Continue reading
I walked away. Dear Kelly.
I walked away… Beautiful Kelly… I felled in love with your voice. I fell in love with your face. Please tell me, you love me. We have a great sea to separate us.… Continue reading
I remember love…
I remember love.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My muse is alive tonight. I remember love… I do remember love, love was sweet, love was kind. The sweetest days, stealing touches and stealing kisses.… Continue reading
You are gentle on my mind.
You are gentle on my mind.. She had heard too many useless words spoken and she needed a friend.She was a North Dakota gal, tall, long and so beautiful.She told me on a… Continue reading
Please hold my hands…
Please hold my hands… I will follow you. Will you follow me? He told his ghost-love in 2018. His hell-bound life led me to a lonely place. Old soldier returned to the Monterey… Continue reading
The boardwalk…
The boardwalk… The dancing Lake Huron surround us, you are barefoot walking and your eyes of wonder, studying the lake. I tell you, I love the simple days when we can feel the… Continue reading
Dead flowers… And a beautiful Samantha Fish song.
Dead flowers ————————————————————————— Once we tried to catch the wind. We loved the California fault line and the Pacific. She loved the black velvet whiskey and I loved her. I always brought her… Continue reading