I love you more…
I love you more.. Once I was alone, now with you near, the sky is more bluer, the moon is more brighter, I know how to smile again, I know how to laugh… Continue reading
I love you more.. Once I was alone, now with you near, the sky is more bluer, the moon is more brighter, I know how to smile again, I know how to laugh… Continue reading
The lovely silence.. The real poets and writers know. The silence is golden. Words become meaningless in the midnight hours. True lovers don’t need to speak. They allow their mouth, hands and body… Continue reading
The season of love A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Old memories. The seasons of love.. Late August 1978. My Scotland Beauty and I were enjoying our last days and nights together. She was a… Continue reading
I dream of you.. I remember Paris. You were in your perfect place and free. Your mind running wild in the beauty of the old city of Paris. The kind, City of… Continue reading
The word, Love is. Just another four letter word… She was so tire of the useless words spoken to her. Now she sought the wild sea, now she wanted to meditate in the… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you look.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time. I don’t remember how you look.. I don’t remember how you… Continue reading
The raging water.. I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body near.… Continue reading