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
Tag Archive: love
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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
The Fall and you….
The Fall and you.. The lazy days of Fall had left me with you. Just a swing and your laughter near. Dear Nature was fading and your sweet voice told me. I love… Continue reading
Memory of music…
Memory of music. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Music allowed the rebirth of memories and faces. Memory of music… Let me not fall into dreams of sadness.Allow the awful shadows of things lost.Not… Continue reading