Just dance with me.
Please dance with me Hold me close, hold me sweet.Allow my face to fall into your hair and the essence of perfume.Allow the intimacy of the dance to make us find forbidden and… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Poem
Write, write and write some more.
Write, write and write some more A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Words are powerful. They create tears, laughter, happiness and sadness. Without the great word-men and word-women. What would we know and understand?) … Continue reading
Angela.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry (We can fall so low and deep. Need someone to pull us up to see daylight.) Angela Her beauty had became less with time.The circle of darkness surrounded… Continue reading
I love you; I love you; I love you.
I love you; I love you; I love you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Please listen to the song.) I love you; I love you; I love you. I love you; I love you;… Continue reading
My father/ my grandfather story.
(My father like many Mexicans. Fought for freedom in the Korea war . My illegal Grandfather served in World War two and a white Captain ensure he received his citizenship. Look at the… Continue reading
The karma of love.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry (When we are young. We waste the gift of love.) The Karma of Love.Written on 5 March 1985 I remember when the sparkles in your eyes couldlight up… Continue reading
Love is a war. Please listen to the Michigan gal Jayme Orr.
Love is war. 1- Once we had a summer day, once we shared kisses and wine. We knew peace and happiness. The world was so far away from us. 2- Dear love, we… Continue reading
She wanted Paris and I wanted her. Paris nights.
Paris days and nights. Chapter four. We took a taxi the Hotel Devillas. I picked the hotel because it was in walking distance of the River Seine. Had many places Katie wanted to… Continue reading
She wanted Paris and I wanted her. City of lights.
She wanted Paris and I wanted her. City of lights A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part three. Warning(This Chapter is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18.) City of… Continue reading
She wanted Paris and I wanted her. The train ride.
The train ride to Paris We took the train to Paris. The easy morning train left Stuttgart at 8 am.She worn a silk blue blouse and a knee-high skirt. Her full breasts shown… Continue reading