Addiction to love. A Poem by Coyote PoetryNeed to have many dances and know a whole lot of laughter. Life is to be lived. Addiction to love… True love.Foolish love.Tantalizing dances into warm… Continue reading
I followed you and you followed me… I was following you and you were following me. And we did not know. She was a beauty of splendor who aspired to challenge the… Continue reading
A wisp of a thought.. Pretty girl sat alone. She moved her pretty legs slow and easy. He watched the legs moving and I adored her pretty face. He turned back to my… Continue reading
The loveliest girl in Monterey… The loveliest gal in Monterey, she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention. I was the midnight poet and I would go to her shop in… Continue reading
Dead flowers… I came to you with some Tennessee whiskey and a small plant with rosemary trying to grow. I sat on your porch, waiting for you. I wanted to see your morning… Continue reading
The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote Poetry A rewrite from December, 1988. The twisted dance of love… I lay beside you in the night of the Germany… Continue reading
If you ever forget I love you… Sober man, can’t write no more. He can’t feel no-more pain. Once he sought the greatest dreams and love was his, forever and one day. The… Continue reading
A little crazy…. She told me, don’t matter, who is right, who is wrong. We are what we are. All I know, you take me where I want to go. You are my… Continue reading
The nightingale song A Poem by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale I was taught and I teach my grandchildren. … Continue reading
Write on me… The California Summer nights are here and you are with me my lover.I told the night stars. Thank you for the sacred mornings awaking with you near and thelong darkness… Continue reading