A slow dance and a lovely Ana Popovic song.
A slow dance 1- Once sweet baby, we held love so tightly, you were my everything. Now we are strangers reaching out for a miracle. Maybe we need some gin and juice, some… Continue reading
A slow dance 1- Once sweet baby, we held love so tightly, you were my everything. Now we are strangers reaching out for a miracle. Maybe we need some gin and juice, some… Continue reading
The haunting song. The cold days of Winter are slowly leaving us, and we are waiting for the warm days of Spring. Today I’m drinking alone, dancing alone and singing songs alone. My… Continue reading
I had a dream; I had a good dream. A Story by Coyote PoetryMy dream poetry. Dryden, Donne, Hemingway, London, Kosinski, Bukowski and Ben Jonson came to me in my dreams last night. … Continue reading
1- You You make me want things I cannot have.Your sweet words making me wish for placeswhere I can be free and wild.Knowing no control and swimming in your eyes. 2- Secrets I… Continue reading
A little crazy. She told me, don’t matter, who is right, who is wrong. We are what we are. All I know, you take me where I want to go. You are my… Continue reading
Write on me. The California Summer nights are here, and you are with me my lover.I told the night stars. Thank you for the sacred mornings awaking with you near and thelong darkness… Continue reading
Lullabies… 1- Did we lie? Did we love? Did we forget? 2- Once love inferno, became water down love. Our warm bed, became cold. 3- I sang lullabies of forever once upon a… Continue reading
A glass of whiskey and a glass of water… She gave me whiskey kisses, and we danced the Texas two-step till the witches’ hours. She was a bad, bad woman and I wanted… Continue reading
With open eyes.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Closed eyes can’t see nothing. With open eyes.. I love the girl who can see beyond the lies. I love the girl who can watch the… Continue reading
Be wild and be free. 1- I was seeking you; you were seeking me. You knew I was near the Monterey Bay. I was writing words for the Pacific Ocean, and I was… Continue reading