Old love..
Old love… She called me at midnight and she whispered. Johnnie, Johnnie. Do you remember me? I am so damn lonely tonight and please Johnnie. Can I come to you tonight? I told… Continue reading
Old love… She called me at midnight and she whispered. Johnnie, Johnnie. Do you remember me? I am so damn lonely tonight and please Johnnie. Can I come to you tonight? I told… Continue reading
Please hold my hands… I will follow you. Will you follow me? He told his ghost-love in 2018. His hell-bound life led me to a lonely place. Old soldier returned to the… Continue reading
You don’t love me.. The October rain is falling and the apartment is getting darker, colder and quiet. Once, you and I. Were desperate for warm kisses and we loved the sound of… Continue reading
Nothing last forever A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn the value of words with life. Sometime words can be forgotten and dismissed. Nothing last forever.. (Written on March 6, 1989 I told… Continue reading
Song of the dead and the song of the living. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places Song of the dead and the song of the living. I remember… Continue reading
The crossroads of the embrace or the decay? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We decide what we need and with the quickest of decision. We release people, we loved. If we knew. It was… Continue reading
The threshold A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can be given motivation by the words of great poets. Thank you Rene Salinas for loaning me a verse. “The threshold, wide and the appearance inviting.The… Continue reading
Teach me tiger.. Sweet woman had lingered on my mind all day. Her long sun kissed legs and skin spread across soft sheets and bed. Left me wanting to see wanting smile and… Continue reading
Breathe.. You undressed with the lights on.I watched you slowly take away LAYERS of clothing.I can feel your smiling, you know you have take my breath awaywith your beauty. You are facing the… Continue reading
Blame not the kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry Long Summer days bring hope and dreams of hope. Blame not the kiss.. The pen and paper cannot give justice to your beautiful face.Words… Continue reading