She danced by the light of the candles.
She danced by the light of the candles. I sat by the bay.Watched the sun fall into the sea. I was the street poet of the night and I wore my Army greens in the… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Relationships
A flower in the Winter, you are.
A flower in the Winter, you are. I watched you dance alone to the morning song. You make me smile and I know. You are my Winter flower in the days of December.… Continue reading
Paris, London, Basel or Barcelona.
Paris, London, Basel or Barcelona…. We were wanderlust, whiskey kisses and sleeping till noon. We loved clotheless mornings and afternoon meals. We loved loud music and we loved the sea. I would tell… Continue reading
A million kisses.
A million kisses She asked me. How many kisses do you need? I told her, I need a million kisses dear Bridgette. She laughed and she asked. Why so many? I told her,… Continue reading
Damn you my lonely lady midnight.
Damn you my sad lady midnight. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is never fair. Damn you my lonely lady midnight… I didn’t know, we didn’t know. We would crash and burn. You told… Continue reading
Love on the rocks.
Loves on the rocks.. Tonight me and Neil Diamond are hanging out together. I am writing my whiskey poetry tonight. Lately I needed the whiskey. Old wars, 500 Army shots and my sleeping… Continue reading
Love is blindness.
Love is blindness… She laughed at his words. Love is blindness, all I can remember, is your face. She gave him a questionable face and she told him. You promise me posy of… Continue reading
Daydream poetry.
A daydream.. 1- Once I dance a fool’s dance. Sang and dance till I could not. the God of tomfoolery, he did love me. Gelos would find me at midnight and we would… Continue reading
Please swirl me, one more time.
Please swirl me, one more time.. 1- She told him. Please don’t forget me my love. Tonight we dance with the sea near and the sound of the ocean is our needed song.… Continue reading
I remember love.
I remember love… I do remember love, love was sweet, love was kind. The sweetest days, stealing touches and stealing kisses. When the heart is young and hopeful. We reach out for the… Continue reading