My dream weaver..
My dream weaver.. 1- I do remember our moonlight dance at Big Sur.We had the half moon above us andI saw everything beautiful in your wild hazel eyes.I tossed you into a swirl… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Relationships
Softly we shall go..
Softly we shall go… Softly we shall go, you and me. We had danced in many dangerous storms and we want more. Baby sweet, honey, my love. We need shoeless days, we need… Continue reading
A one way street, sweet baby.. And a beautiful Elle King song.
A one way street, sweet baby.. Pretty lady called me lover, she called me friend. She told me, I need you near and please hang around dear Johnnie. I told her, sweetie, lover,… Continue reading
My dear Beatrice..
My dear Beatrice.. She told me. Johnnie become like the dancing waves. Wild and free. Allow the Monterey nights to make us know the freedom and the laughter. Enter into the mediation of… Continue reading
San Francisco..
San Francisco A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wild and fun city. The people were kind and the city was safe for people seeking good drink and a good time. I found this poem… Continue reading
A very old poem. I don’t remember how you looked..
(Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day.) I don’t remember how you looked… I don’t remember how you looked.. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe… Continue reading
Wild as the wind..
Wild as the wind… I told her. I need more of your kisses, I need more of your poetry verses by the sea.I needed you yesterday, I need you today and I need… Continue reading
My secret life..
My secret life… I was your boss and teacher once. We shared hours in a locked building. I adored your long legs and auburn hair. Your perfect body unable to be hidden, made… Continue reading
Jazzy Friday poetry..
Jazzy Friday poetry.. 1- I told her she was so damn pretty. I love those eyes of coffee brown. I had watched her dance alone. Tight black dress, strong legs and robust body… Continue reading
Resemble love..
Resembled love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is rare and hard to find. Resembled love.. Pretty as a perfect picture and she gave me sly smile and a wink.I was weary… Continue reading