Tag Archive: Relationships

Sweet pleasure and rare delights..

Sweet pleasure and rare delights A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to hold on to the good memories” Sweet pleasure and rare delights.. Sweet pleasure, rare delights. Some dreams should not be touched.They… Continue reading →

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Her Gypsy heart..

Her Gypsy heart.. 1- 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 an adventure to… Continue reading →

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A letter.. Dear Amanda..

A letter-  Dear Amanda.. I am writing you a letter. Just words to be read and I wanted you to know. You are my everything. You are my mystery to try to understand… Continue reading →

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Please tell me a story…

Please tell me a story…… Lovely lady watching the sun rising from the east. Her wandering mind is dancing upon yesterdays deeds and today possibilities. I asked her. Pretty woman, please wrap your… Continue reading →

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Five line poetry or less..

Five lines poetry of less A Poem by Coyote PoetryEpic writer, attempting new places. 1- She told me, please be kind to me. Beautiful Sheena had a kind heart, a true heart. She whispered… Continue reading →

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The drunken poet song…

The drunken poet song.. 1- The beggar, just wanted a taste of her skin and her warm lips. The illusion of love near, made him believe, love was sweet, love was so good.… Continue reading →

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The beautiful girl..

The beautiful girl.. She danced a circle dance for the moon and the stars,her hair flowed freely in the warm nightly breeze.I told the kind moon, thank you for sending me the gift… Continue reading →

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Regards to a old memory..

Regards to a old memory.. I know love is never a fair sweet memory. Need perfect timing, place and same need.Rarely do two people meet at the same wants. I’m alright . I’m… Continue reading →

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Open the door dear lover. Texas poetry.

Open the door my dear lover… I told the bartender at the Downtown Austin tavern, I was born sick. My mind twisted and wrong. I was born poor and now I have enough.… Continue reading →

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Dark Interludes. A story.

Dark Interludes.. Facts or fiction. Love will bewitch us.  A old friend of many years send me a letter with kind words of love at a desperate time in my life.  I was… Continue reading →

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