The death of love. A lonely lullaby.
The death of love. A lonely lullaby.. 1- Once upon a time, you came to me at midnight and you went to my bedroom. You stripped off your clothing and you waited for… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Relationships
I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always.
I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always.. She was the Gypsy girl, Monterey Bay dancer. She would gather her friends and they would find the sea. They… Continue reading
Like a willow tree..
The old poet sang a lullaby.Sensual woman whispered to me once.Come live with me and be my lover.I will be your salvation and you will be my rock to keep me steady. Beautiful… Continue reading
The Gypsy heart..
Gypsy heart…. Her eyes, clear blue like the sea, her voice, gentle and sweet. She told me, open the locked doors, wide. We decide if our life and journey is, a prison or… Continue reading
Angel dancing, too close to earth..
Angel dancing, too close to the earth. A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. Angels dancing, too close to… Continue reading
Isabella, dear Isabella..
Isabella, dear Isabella…. I took the midnight train to Florence, the days of Spring were coming to a ending. I loved the Germany Spring and I needed dear Florence again. The city of… Continue reading
A Michigan sky above us..
Once a pretty Iron Mountain girl, we tasted love kiss, we did slow dances for the moon and we reached for the midnight stars. She was a lovely wish, never forgotten. ————————————————— I… Continue reading
The intoxication kiss..
The intoxicating kiss… (I was asked. What do you remember? I told them, when the kiss was so sweet and so wonderful. Each kiss, we shall remember.) The wine, the songs and the foolishness.These… Continue reading
Wildflowers..
Wildflowers.. Me and you,we found the holy ground of nature,in the field of the wildflowers,we swam in the beauty of her grace.She blessed us with her caress.I told you.You make the wildflowers more… Continue reading
Believe..
Believe Write on my bare skin, my dear poet, she whispered.Allow your hands to make me feel like a masterpiece.Show me, please make me believe. I am the only one.Please love me wrong,… Continue reading