My great love.. Part two.
My great love.. Part two I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens,… Continue reading
My great love.. Part two I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens,… Continue reading
Liar’s moon lullaby.. I told the liar’s moon, eleven anthrax shots given to my by the Army. I have forgotten more than I remember. I search my deaden mind for faces, for the… Continue reading
Miss you, need you.. I am drinking alone beautiful Jennifer. Somehow I forgot where Texas was and I am so damn lonely. I have called you at midnight, every night for a week.… Continue reading
The black night and the shadows dances….. A long time ago in the late night hours of Tubingen, Germany. You and I were wild and free. The yearly Summer festival was alive and… Continue reading
Please stay with me.. A Poem by Coyote PoetryRare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Please stay with me… I sipped… Continue reading
Two steps from hell… In a dark Gypsy carnival years ago. A beauty Gypsy woman told me once. You are two steps from hell. Hell is easy, seeking peace is the impossible task.… Continue reading
I knew love once.I held love once,I remember your perfect face.I ran away from you once and today.I wait for no-one.—————————— Johnnie, Johnnie.she whispered.What did you do?I love you and you are me… Continue reading
Imagine,taunting,you — Deluded love.Love captured.Love forgotten. —- Heart ruthless.Heart betrayed.A bone yard of love.Just broken glass dreams. John Castellenas/Coyote
Come live with me and be my love (Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove.)Christopher Marlowe The pretty young woman asked me. Is love a… Continue reading
Remembering the fragrance of Winter.. I had lived the soldier life. The warm days of Spring did not bring love. The lucky sought the rendezvous with the sweetness of love when the days… Continue reading