Tag Archive: Relationships

I walked away. Beautiful Kelly..

I walked away… Beautiful Kelly… I felled in love with a voice. I fell in love with a face.  Please tell me, you love me.  We have a great sea to separate us.… Continue reading

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The daylight fading..

The daylight fading…. Once the most kindest woman in Texas weaved me a safe place to be. Dearest Jayne use to hold me tightly and she sang songs of love to me late… Continue reading

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Where are you?

Where are you? A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We lose people, and we learn we need them.                                    Where are you? Do you remember me?Do you think of me on the lonely nights?Was I… Continue reading

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Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors..

Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors…. The solemn days leave us with faces of ghosts, demons and angels. The lonely corridors make us wish for less harsh words and less goodbyes. Once friendly… Continue reading

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Scottish gal kisses..

The sweetest Scottish gal kisses My gun are locked away. My mind and my body is tire. I came to Aberdeenshire to remember a memory. Once young brave soldier told his auburn hair… Continue reading

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Love and hate..

Love and hate A Poem by Coyote PoetryI wrote this back inn 1993. Young woman wanted everything and nothing. I told her life is long and hard. We must try to be kind.                      … Continue reading

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Thank you for the dance. Some little poetry..

Once, twice and again. Love me one time, love me two times, lock the doors and let’s fall into love. ——————————————————- We danced the Texas two-step at the dance hall and I told… Continue reading

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I would steal the moon for you..

I would steal the moon for you.. My beloved, my midnight dream, my three am dancer.We found safe haven near the sea,small tent and sleeping bag.We drank tequila with the bitter lemon. We… Continue reading

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The Texas two-step..

The Texas two-step.. 1- A pretty gal asked me to dance in Belton, Texas. I asked her. Are you a college gal? She smiled and she told me. I am thirteen and I… Continue reading

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Dream a little dream..

Dream a little dream… The Dark Poet didn’t want to see the  light. The pretty Poet demanded attention and answer. She told him,  all of us need to dream a little dream. He… Continue reading

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