I knew we were running and escaping love touch in the same second.
I knew we were running and escaping love touch in the same second. (If we do not kiss. Will I miss the kiss?) I went to Ann Arbor looking for a memory and… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Michigan gal
Miss you, need you dear Ann Arbor.
Miss you, need you dear Ann Arbor. I am drinking alone beautiful Jenny. Somehow, I forgot where Ann Arbor was and I am so damn lonely. I have called you at midnight, every… Continue reading
You are my poetry, my dearest love.
You are my poetry my dearest love. I was a soldier, wandering the world seeking adventure and I learn. One day, I was alone. I learn, if you escape home for a long… Continue reading
Barefoot girl.
Barefoot girl. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Nothing as beautiful as a woman who is barefoot, dancing with the sea and happy. Barefoot girl. Prettiest girl in Iron Mountain told me. Let’s find the… Continue reading
Please come home to me.
Please come home to me. I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful. The Pacific Ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day. I… Continue reading
Pretty Jen.
Pretty Jen. Was I running toward you or running from you? You were so damn pretty and so confused. I loved you once, in 1986 and we were just babies. We try to… Continue reading
My secret love. And a beautiful Doris Day song.
Secret loveA Poem by Coyote Poetry “Let’s the bells ring, and let the boy sing, let the cup go around.” John Fletcher Secret love. You bare your words, exposing secret places and thoughts.… Continue reading
Old love.
Old love. She called me at midnight and she whispered. Johnnie, Johnnie. Do you remember me? I am so damn lonely tonight and please Johnnie. Can I come to you tonight? I told… Continue reading
Dear lover. I remember you; I remember us.
Dear lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry “People can fall together for the wrong reasons.” Dear lover. I have learned too late. The words not spoken and the letters never written. Are written… Continue reading
The damn road.
The damn road A cold winter day in late December. We lay together sharing sweet kisses. Her beautiful young body pressing against me so tightly. I can hear her heart beating. I put my… Continue reading