Tag Archive: love

First love.

First love A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Written in 1978. When youth was my advantage.  First love.. A sweet and beautiful smile opening the door to conversation.The first taste of the sweet kiss andtwo… Continue reading

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Heaven and hell in one kiss shared.

Heaven and hell in kiss shared. A Story by Coyote Poetry  Disappointment in love are lessons to prepare us for true love.                       Heaven and hell in one kiss shared. “We can die of… Continue reading

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Love letters to Marcella Beatrice. My enchantress.

My enchantress. Letters to Marcella Beatrice. Letter number one. Dear Marcella Beatrice. I do miss you so and you broke my heart at the airport. I know you need your home, Florence and… Continue reading

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Cecelia, be my love.

Cecelia, be my love. “Beautiful Cecelia. Please steal my thought and take me away to the Big Sur. Let’s stay barefoot forever and leave the world behind us. You and me will dance… Continue reading

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My lady..

  My lady.. Written in 1982. My lady, I still cry out in sweet dreams your name. So long since our lips had touched.I still wish upon the first star of the night, to… Continue reading

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The vinegar and the sweet wine.

The vinegar and the sweet wine.. Did I thank you my beautiful and sweet Brigitte?I’m leaving  on  plane very soon for my real home.You came back into my life to say goodbye andyou… Continue reading

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I saw the sun in your eyes…

 I saw the sun in your eyes.. You and me, we are dancing by the Monterey Bay, I am singing words of love for you. You asked me, Johnnie, why did you save… Continue reading

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Lake Gichigana…

Lake Gichigana Once free land held a great nation, the first people lived in peace with the forest, the rivers and the big lake. Lake Gichigana was kind to the original people. The… Continue reading

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He never left Michigan..

He never left Michigan.. Years ago. I saw the whole world. Drank wine in Basel and Paris, dance in the streets of Florence and read poetry at Hyde Park in London. I walked… Continue reading

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A canvas of you.

A canvas of you. A pretty gal sat with me, holding my hands and I told her.  You are my extraordinary gal. You love the sea, you love the ancient writers and you… Continue reading

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