Tag Archive: Relationships

Forever more?

For evermore, nevermore… Forever more, nevermore? Maybe forever? Maybe just a slow dance? I put my face into her auburn hair and I whispered to her. Sheena, my dear Sheena. Please make this… Continue reading

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A New Orleans lullaby.

A New Orleans lullaby… I was station at Fort Hood for six years. I was the Dancing Coyote, always seeking laughter, good drink and pretty ladies. I Befriended a New York state gal.… Continue reading

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So damn cold.

So damn cold… She came to me at midnight and she gave me whiskey kisses and kind words. I whispered to her. I need to taste your skin, I need to know you… Continue reading

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The Texas gals.

The Texas gals. Once I escaped Michigan. I was seeking death and I went to three war zones and I learn. I had something left. The gods of life blessed me and I… Continue reading

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Swirl me in your mind..

Swirl me in your mind. I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading

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The cursed lullaby.

The cursed lullaby.. Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading

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The karma of love..

he 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

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I will never fall in love again.

I will never fall in love again.. I told the blue sky, love was sweet once, love was my life once. I told the sun, I remember love. Sweet as candy and wild… Continue reading

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Looking for my Agnes..

Looking for my Agnes.. Hemingway wrote of his Agnes. A love, who saved him and left him. Hemingway learn. Love in war, just gifts of the survivors. We must go home. Took J.… Continue reading

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Angie.

1- Angie I remember our days and nights at Big Sur, you were my imperfection angel.You wanted, just enough and you allowed your dreams to die. You enchante me by speaking careless words… Continue reading

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