My lover
A million stars to see my lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry All of us begin strangers. A wise man had many friends and family by his side. (Live fast. Died young. Be… Continue reading
A million stars to see my lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry All of us begin strangers. A wise man had many friends and family by his side. (Live fast. Died young. Be… Continue reading
The stranger song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The stranger song Pretty lady asked her old lover. When did we become strangers? Once we talked, danced and sang the whole night… Continue reading
Ann Arbor A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The drunken poet drank his Jack Daniel and cold tap beer in the Michigan tavern. A young man sat with and ordered a double… Continue reading
Needing and bleeding A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love teaches us many things. Mainly hold on tight and be kind. Needing and bleeding I have lived and died in your arms. You… Continue reading
Blame not the kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry Long Summer days bring hope and dreams of hope. Blame not the kiss The pen and paper cannot give justice to your beautiful… Continue reading
My goddess and beautiful muse of Spring A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and beautiful photo. coyotepoetrebloggeddayzea(Thank you dayzea and Tumblr.) dayzea: Bringing this back because it was taken two early springs… Continue reading
Dark Interludes A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Love comes when it wants. Dark Interludes Facts or fiction. Love will bewitch us. An old friend of many years send me a letter with… Continue reading
Dirty Little secret -part three We left the club and we went to the small park across from the Mount Clemen court-house. She held my waist and rested her head against me. My… Continue reading
When a woman smile. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words When an woman smile My heart stopped and my world become perfect. When your gift of your beautiful smile and laughter,… Continue reading
Dirty little secret-part two Me and Liz walked the path where the boats docked by the river leading to the Lake St. Clair. She took my hand and she interlaced them tightly and… Continue reading