Tag Archive: love

More Sunday poetry. The prettiest girl in my world..

The prettiest girl in my world.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Pretty places, pretty faces. We need the canvas of perfects days and kind people, always in our heart.  The prettiest girl in my… Continue reading

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Maybe love, maybe not?

Maybe love, maybe not? A Poem by Coyote Poetry  The heart never forget the first or our first love.  Maybe love, maybe not? Poem one-  Dear Bridgette, please allow me to hold you in… Continue reading

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A million kisses…

A million kisses.. She asked me. How many kisses do you need? I told her, I need a million kisses dear Bridgette. She laughed and she asked. Why so many? I told her,… Continue reading

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Please read to me my 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… Continue reading

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Idyllic places..

Idyllic place and time.. The storyteller told the writers. We shall learn that life is Summer and Winter. Spring and Fall. We will know sweetness and we shall know sadness. We will be… Continue reading

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Little poems…

Little poems A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.” Number one- With Johnnie Walker whiskey confident and on a wing and prayer. I asked the pretty Texas gal for a dance. The pretty maiden… Continue reading

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Brigid..

Beautiful is the night, wonderful is the day. Dear Brigid. You make my mind come alive again and my heart hopeful.                        … Continue reading

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I would steal the moon for you..

 I would steal the moon for you.. My beloved, my midnight dream, my three am dancer. We found safe haven near the sea, small tent and sleeping bag. We drank tequila with the… Continue reading

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The irony of a love tale, maybe love? Maybe not.

The irony of  a love tale, maybe love, maybe not?  She told me. The irony of a love tale, maybe love, maybe not? She told me, Fickle I am, fickle I was. I… Continue reading

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Ghosts and shadows…

Ghosts and shadows- chapter one. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry  Life is accepting life as-is. Maybe we have enough.  Ghost and shadows- chapter one.  Beautiful Tanya waited patiently with the kind morning sun upon… Continue reading

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