Please read to me dear lover…
Please read to me my dear lover.. Longing, belonging, needing and believing.You are my reasons to live my love. Falling, soaring and flying to new heights in hope and dreams.Please sweet love. Read… Continue reading
Tag Archive: love
The Texas two-step…
The Texas two-step.. She was a tall, long legged Texas girl. She gave me a coy smile.Somehow I caught her attention. I knew, a pursued man are just cattlewaiting to be slaughter. She… Continue reading
I tried to memorize her face..
I tried to memorize her face.. She was my midnight dancer and she loved the sea. She didn’t like loud people and she sought the quiet of the Monterey Bay. She adored band… Continue reading
I need you, I don’t need you…
I need you, I don’t need you—–Damn if you do, damn if you don’tPerfect beautiful girl came to me in the midnight hour. Eyes of hazel green, robust and young body demanding my… Continue reading
The sea is near…
The sea is near “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But thereoff in the end despondency and madness”- Wordsworth “Soldier, rest! thy warfare o’ver, Dream of fighting fields no more: sleep… Continue reading
Love and hate. Poetry month number fifteen.
Love and hate. Some little poetry. 1- Listen, pay attention to the words spoken. Liars are controlling our world. The land belong to everyone. The land belong to everyone. If someone speak violence… Continue reading
Please one more dance near the sea…
Please one more dance near the sea.. (April, the Poetry month number fourteen.) The Monterey pretty poet name Diane read to me. “Laughing, crying. Wanting, begging. Celebrating, complaining. Seeking nothing and wanting nothing.… Continue reading
You will always be on my mind…
You will always be on my mind… The splendor of true love,Where you allow the wall of fear to fall completely down.Allowing emotion and desire to take two people away to finding the… Continue reading
Some days are better..
Some days are better A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem about life and a good day” Some days are better… Old age had taught me.Bad days become less painful.Struggles make us solid people.… Continue reading