1- Open doors Open the shades wide.Lite the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be afraid of the dark and lonely nights.We are just flesh and bones.Needing to dance into the… Continue reading
Sacred places and sweet dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Memories are like good red wine. Become more valuable with time and separation. Sacred places and sweet dreams.. She traced my skin with… Continue reading
A ocean apart.. You are laying heavy upon my sweet dreams and hope.I hold a simple letter in my hands.Your sweet words saved me from pity and sadness. You wrote sweet and kind… Continue reading
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
Blue eyes.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem written in 1981. I hope rewritten better. Blue eyes.. A blue eyes angel is crying for me.In the turmoil of a kind love.The paradise… Continue reading
Wildflower dreams. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories are held forever. Wildflower dreams… I sit among the wildflowers.Growing where they desire and free.The sweet sense of the wildflowers takes me back to… Continue reading
Midnight rendezvous… Woman are gifts to wise men. A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is morewonderful then to see a thousand artistic painting.” My old heart and mind… Continue reading
Sweet whispers… The voice of leonard Cohen singing in the background. I read words from a beautiful woman.Sweet offering of love and emotion. I know women are gifts to a wise man.Passionate kisses… Continue reading