The wisp/ the kiss, the memory- Jest of love A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Third and last chapter. The wisp/ the kiss, the memory-… Continue reading
The wisp/the kiss, the memory. The Long Island ice tea. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new series of short poetry. Part one. The wisp/ the kiss,… Continue reading
The saga of Veronica- part three- Mistress love… Mistress love was in her eyes, mistress love was in her voice. We waltzed near the Spanish sea and she held me tightly. He knew… Continue reading
Saga of Veronica- part two- Entangled You and I, my beautiful Veronica. We have entangled our hearts in the dangerous game of love. We fell into a bondage of love without the mercy… Continue reading
Please tell me a story.. Lovely lady watching the sun rising from the east. Her wandering mind is dancing upon yesterdays deeds and today possibilities. I asked her. Pretty woman, please wrap your… Continue reading
I don’t want flowers. I need you here. 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… Continue reading
The flight of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is very tender. We must walk softly upon the premises of how love need reminders. Forgotten and undeclared love can fade away to banished… Continue reading