Too poor to love you..
Too poor to love you, lady midnight… We danced in the Belton, Texas dance hall and you smell of the wild flowers of Texas. You rested you head into my chest and I… Continue reading
Too poor to love you, lady midnight… We danced in the Belton, Texas dance hall and you smell of the wild flowers of Texas. You rested you head into my chest and I… Continue reading
Please hold my hands… Please hold my hands, please hold my heart. Please kiss me so softly and make me believe in the heaven mist. Let’s walk near the sea together and we… Continue reading
(We don’t need loud voice, more lectures. We need to know. Someone loved us, as-is. They love us in the good or the bad days. Kindness my friend. We must be.) Too late… Continue reading
The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can break you down and leave you empty and alone. The storm.. Love can be like a gentle rain. It can be like a thunderstorm to… Continue reading
A million stars to see my lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry All of us begin strangers. A wise man had many friends and family by his side. (Live fast. Died young. Be wild.… Continue reading
The flight of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is very tender. We must walk softly upon the premises of how love need reminders. Forgotten and undeclared love can fade away to banished… Continue reading
Love and hate.. Sitting by the Monterey bay alone.Thinking about a missed woman.I made a wish.It wasn’t the first star,but I made the wish anyway. Stars so very bright, so many I can’t… Continue reading
The Stormy Sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry When dreams die. We have no reason or purpose. Need to keep hope and love alive. The stormy sea.. The beauty of the Monterey bay.Leave… Continue reading
The karma of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we are young. We waste the gift of love. The Karma of Love… Written on 5 March 1985 I remember when the sparkles… Continue reading
Sad brown eyes.. A brown eye angel is crying in our bedroom for me. In a turmoil of a kind love. A paradise of burning emotion. You can create a strange prison. I… Continue reading