I would steal the moon for you.
I would steal the moon for you. My beloved, my midnight dream, my three am dancer.We found safe haven near the sea,small tent and sleeping bag.We drank tequila with the bitter lemon. We… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Relationships
My muse.
My muse. You are love and I’m no-one. You came to me with haunting words awakening the want of love, dance and song. Your gentle voice awoke my dying spirit. Your kind words… Continue reading
Dreaming of Texas.
Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the wealth… Continue reading
My true love.
My true love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978-rewritten in 2014 My true love. The feeling of joy is you. I have been submerging in your sweet kiss and tender embrace.… Continue reading
My masterpiece.
Masterpiece. Once blushing beauty stole my heart. She creates a rage of need I never knew. She found me sitting alone by the Boeblingen lake and her river blue eyes stole everything I… Continue reading
No mercy. And a missed dear Duffy song.
No mercy. You found me alone by the St Clair lake and you wore a silky gray dress. I saw you from a distance and I watched you walked quickly toward me. I… Continue reading
The dance of the flowers.
The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth is alive and… Continue reading
Read to me dear lover.
Read to me my dear lover. Longing, belonging, needing and believing.You are my reasons to live my love. Falling, soaring and flying to new heights in hope and dreams.Please sweet love, read to… Continue reading
Memorial Day poetry. A soldier prayer.
(Soldier goes off to War. Need kind and sweet memories to keep them human.) The Lover (A soldier prayer) Poor boys and men.Roads led to War. Young woman with a sweet smile.Silk dress,smelling like… Continue reading
Delia.
Delia. O sweet you are, O brave you be and O darling. I love you as-is. My rose-cheeked gal, you never promised me anything and you loved to live. We loved to hear… Continue reading