Pretty words.
Pretty words. Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did. She told… Continue reading
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The lucky one.
The lucky one A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe gift of love. No more honored gift. The lucky one. She offered me a smile and a hello.I was besieged by her beauty.She asked me… Continue reading
Mystical places.
Mystical places A Poem by Coyote PoetryFirst love, first real kiss and the first true words of love become mystical places where we can find in sweet dreams forever. Mystical places. Many types… Continue reading
I remember you, I remember us.
1- Angela. I remember you. My barefoot gal who danced with the sea. Where did our days of youth go? Angela, beautiful Angela. I remember you, I remember us. 2- Dear Michigan dream,… Continue reading
The waltz.
The Waltz A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.” The waltz (Was publish in small press, many moon ago.) We were doing a waltz… Continue reading
Please tell me a story.
Please tell me a story. Lovely lady watching the sun rising from the east. Her wandering mind is dancing upon yesterday’s deeds and today possibilities. I asked her. Pretty lady, please wrap your… Continue reading
A slow dance. And a beautiful Ana Popovic outstanding song.
A slow dance. 1- Once sweet baby, we held love so tightly, you were my everything. Now we are strangers reaching out for a miracle. Maybe we need some gin and juice, some… Continue reading
The dance of the flowers.
The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My dearest and kindest friend, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth… Continue reading
The should of, the could of.
A July night memory. Once upon a time, dear Mary. I held you. Your nude body against my body and I remember the softness of your brown eyes. We were wild horses and… Continue reading
Scars, we do have. And a beautiful Alessia Cara song.
Scars, we do have. The saddest gal in Monterey asked me. You make me laugh when I want to cry, you make me smile when I want to disappear. You hold my hand,… Continue reading