Tag Archive: Online Writing

I want to love you like.

I want to love you like.. I want to love you like we are babies just learning to love. I want you to undress with the lights on, allowing me to see your… Continue reading →

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Haunt me.

Haunt me… I found her again at the hard metal club in Austin and she was dressed in her black skirt and her favorite black blouse. I stay at a distance and I… Continue reading →

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Would you? Could you?

Would you? Could you? 1- I am sorry I caused you pain.I wouldn’t want to break your heart,I am a forgotten man, and you are a beautiful flower. Love me not, for men… Continue reading →

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A Michigan summer sky.

A Michigan Summer sky.. 1- Once a pretty Iron Mountain girl,we tasted love kiss,did slow dances for the moon and we reached for the midnight stars.She was a lovely wish, never forgotten. —————————————————2-… Continue reading →

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Worn and torn love.

Worn and torn love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A very old poem with a rewrite.  Worn and torn love                         Written on 8 April 1985                         (For Angela. A lost and confused young lady.                        … Continue reading →

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Say my name, make me believe.

Say my name. Make me believe. I am dreaming of you again dear Maria. Prettiest eyes and longest legs in my world are stealing my dreams. I called you at midnight and I… Continue reading →

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One, two, three, four. Do we begin again?

One, two, three, four. Do we begin again? 1- Did I find you? Or did you entrapped me? Am I the captive or the guard? One, two, three, four. Did we dance? Prey… Continue reading →

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Dearest Nicole.

(Dearest Nicole told me. The vastness of everything. The vastness of nothing. What is real? We must decide.) Dearest Nicole… I befriended her at a strip-club. She was the dancer with the far-away… Continue reading →

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The fray, the train ride to Monterey. Part two.

The Fray, the train ride to Monterey.. Part two. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Be not afraid of the Fray. The Fray takes you to where you need to me. The wistful life will… Continue reading →

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Beautiful Maria showed the way into the fray. Part one.

The fray.. 1- Martha jumped into the fray. 2- Sometimes the material on lawn furniture can fray, making it feel rough to the touch.  3- Going out into the fray is one thing, but going unprepared is… Continue reading →

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