If I could turn back time, I would…
If I could turn back time, I would….. I called beautiful Brigitte at 3 am and I awoke her up in Böblingen in the early Fall of 1981, Germany. She answered with a gentle and… Continue reading
If I could turn back time, I would….. I called beautiful Brigitte at 3 am and I awoke her up in Böblingen in the early Fall of 1981, Germany. She answered with a gentle and… Continue reading
MERCY… I found a red scarf near your door, I put my face into the scarf. I could smell the scent your pale skin…… I knew the heartbreak hotel often, was the sweetest… Continue reading
So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry. Good dreams. So Beautiful… (Written 6 April 1980) As beautiful as a early morning sunrise. As bright as a full moon that light up a… Continue reading
First love… A sweet and beautiful smile opening the door to conversation.The first taste of the sweet kiss.Two hands becoming one.Long walks and talks leading two people to sweet dreams and wishes. The… Continue reading
The heartstrings… She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasseswith soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue looked into my eyes.He knew she was playing him like… Continue reading
My lady A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem written by a sad heart. My lady… My lady,I still cry out in sweet dreams your name. So long since our lips had… Continue reading
The daylight fading…. Once the most kindest woman in Texas weaved me a safe place to be. Dearest Jayne use to hold me tightly and she sang songs of love to me late… Continue reading
Forgive me… (Written in 1978.) Please forgive me for what I did to you. I’m sorry I torture you with lies and treatedyou as I did. I was young.Learning to love. Finding the… Continue reading
I want to fall in love (Life is short: break some rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly and never regret anything that made you smile.) A quote from somewhere?) Was, maybe late… Continue reading
Glorious love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can make us feel like kings and love can make us feel like a pauper. Glorious love… We danced and learned true laughter at the… Continue reading