Tag Archive: Relationships

Somewhere in time.

(Nydia Lozano, artist.) Somewhere in time  The paradox of living,we get what we deserve.Once, the prettiest lady I have ever known,waited for a wayward man.I remember the fragrance of her skin,the tenderness of… Continue reading →

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Sara Little Wolf.

Sara Little Wolf… Once a pretty Ojibwa gal stole my heart and my thoughts. Her coffee brown eyes and golden brown skin made me wish to swim in her kind and gentle eyes.… Continue reading →

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Dreams, yesterday and love.

1- Dreams..I could of touched every dream. My sweet dreams went fleeting away,when you did not love me anymore.I didn’t know you were my fountain of hope and my muse in dreams and… Continue reading →

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One whiskey, one cold beer and a good cigar.

One whiskey, one cold beer and a good cigar. Was a pretty Texas gal smiling at me. She purred like a kitten and I knew. I ordered one whiskey, one cold beer and… Continue reading →

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Glorious love.

Glorious love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Love can make us feel like kings and love can make us feel like a pauper.                             Glorious love. We danced and learned true laughter at the… Continue reading →

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Forget me not.

Forget me not…  I dreamed of you, I dreamed of us.I picked-up the phone.I was dreaming of your face, your voice, sweet like the German Summer wine.I dreamed of your long legs and… Continue reading →

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Never enough whiskey, she told me.

Never enough whiskey, she told me… Pretty girl drank alone, once we great lovers and now we have become strangers seeking nothing. I told her, damn tavern is place to die, dear Julia,… Continue reading →

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Memories of music.

Memories of music. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Music allowed the rebirth of memories and faces.    Memories of music… Let me not fall into dreams of sadness.Allow the awful shadows of things lost.Not… Continue reading →

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Fallen Angels.

 Fallen Angels. In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old war and missed faces. I joined the club at a young age. Bad decisions, dead brothers and… Continue reading →

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The Pacific Ocean.

The Pacific Ocean. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  The sea. Beautiful place weaved into my dream.                                     … Continue reading →

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