The cold night whispered.
The cold night whispered. The April rain hid my tears and I walked alone.Once great love turns indifferent andour love true turn to fathom dreams. We spoke careless words,maybe true, maybe not?Maybe we… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Romance
Beautiful stranger.
Beautiful stranger. Sitting alone in the corner in a piano bar in Austin, Texas.Reflecting on things lost on the road. Strangers are around me.Whispering secret to their lovers.Under the dim lights.Where words are twisted to revive passion… Continue reading
Mercy, mercy me.
Mercy, mercy me… We were Long Island ice teas and long talks.We were free climbers of the free mountains, and we loved dancing with the Pacific.You were the most beautiful woman, I ever… Continue reading
Sweet pleasure and rare delights.
Sweet pleasure and rare delights. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories become sweeter with time. Sweet pleasure and rare delights… Sweet pleasure, rare delights.Some dreams should not be touched.They burn the heart till… Continue reading
Dead poets.
1- Open doors Open the shades wide.Lite the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be afraid of the dark and lonely nights.We are just flesh and bones.Needing to dance into the… Continue reading
Sara Little Wolf.
Sara Little Wolf. Once a pretty Ojibwa gal stole my heart and my thoughts. Her coffee brown eyes and golden-brown skin made me wish to swim in her kind and gentle eyes. She… Continue reading
Strangers, trains and planes.
Strangers, trains and planes… She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be in Monterey soon.I will meet you at the Monterey coffee shop on Tuesday.She held a silence and I thought.… Continue reading
The lucky one.
The lucky one…A Poem by Coyote Poetry “The gift of love. No more honored gift. “ The lucky one… She offered me a smile and a hello.I was besieged by her beauty.She asked me… 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
You and me. Hanging with lovely Taylor.
You and me? A long time ago. We had the same hope and dreams. We found each other again, drowning in old regret and good whiskey in the dark Texas taverns. You told… Continue reading