First words, last words.
First words, last wordsA Poem by Coyote Poetry (Words can have great power. False words can brake a heart forever. Word of true love can make us desire the moon and the stars.) … Continue reading
Tag Archive: Relationships
Swiftly love can come..
Swiftly love can come.. Swiftly love can come,swiftly love go away.Today we walked the Port Austin pier,one mile into the beauty of Lake Huron.And the world is so far away from us.I asked… Continue reading
With open eyes..
With open eyes.. I love the girl who can see beyond the lies. I love the girl who can watch the morning come alive. I love the girl who love books and adore… Continue reading
Almost love in California.
Almost love in California…. I was your Hemingway and you were my Agnes. We were free falling into a love that could never be. I wanted you forever and you wanted to be… Continue reading
Is it, everything you wanted?
Is it, everything you wanted? Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading
I didn’t know..
I didn’t know than,you were the sweetest wine I would taste,the last kiss I would need. —————————————————————————Please stay,let’s expose bare skin and true face,let’s create velvet and silk dreams.—————————————————————————– The fragrance of you,written… Continue reading
Rose colored glasses..
Rose colored glasses.. We made wishes to the Autumn moon. We laid on a hill in a sleeping bag and we talked of great dreams. You were going to be a nurse and… Continue reading
The raging water..
The raging water.. I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body near.… Continue reading
I will go anywhere with you..
I’ll go anywhere with you.. He watched her dance dear the Pacific ocean. She was dancing with the stars, she was dancing with the moon. He knew she was a restless soul, she… Continue reading
Painting pretty pictures and a beautiful Elle Carpenter song.
Painting pretty pictures.. Tonight I am drinking the Irish coffee and I am remembering better days. I am painting pretty pictures with my words and I am trying to remember your face. I… Continue reading