I don’t want flowers, I need you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Appreciation and real gifts of love lead to good places. I don’t want flowers, I need you. (We forget what we really… Continue reading
Waiting for a miracle. Some mini-poetry. 1- Cheryl.. Few speak your name now. When the whiskey is good and I seek pretty faces in my lonely nights. I remember you. You were a… Continue reading
My dream weaver.. 1- I do remember our moonlight dance at Big Sur. We had the half moon above us and I saw everything beautiful in your wild hazel eyes. I tossed you… Continue reading
Everything was you.. Waking up alone. Booze, blood and nothing is all I got. I have gone crazy. I have find peace in loneliness. You were my everything. I was your mountain and… Continue reading
Love, Dance and celebrate being alive… (WarningThis Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18.) She was so beautiful. Five foot eleven inches in height. A slim and… Continue reading