Two poems. One poem by a ancient writer and another by a almost ancient writer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thomas Nashe words are true today as 400 years ago. The world will struggle.… Continue reading
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
A thousand kisses deep.. Part two. The doors are locked and window block by the satin curtains.We infuse our bodies freely and wildly.We tossed the silk sheets upon the cold floor. We are sharing… Continue reading
Song of love. Hey old man, hey old woman. 1- Hey old man, hey old woman. What have you seen? What have you done? Can I sit with you? And please tell me… Continue reading
The darkness.. When we take away the sense of vision. I want your sense of touch to come alive. Allow me to show you places where you will find light and secret pleasure… Continue reading
I saw a face.. I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face.The face brought back a sweet memory,was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me and she embraced me… Continue reading
Little wildflower.. My raven hair beauty sitting in the valley of wildflowers. Her river blue eyes are swimming in the beauty of the warm and the perfect Spring days. I sat at her… Continue reading
I’m nothing without you.. We are standing on a dangerous edge. Our sweet love had turned cold.You do not know what to do. Fight for our love or take flight. I know the… Continue reading
Resembled love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is rare and hard to find. Resembled love.. Pretty as a perfect picture and she gave me sly smile and a wink.I was weary… Continue reading