My lovely lady..
My lovely lady… You laughed at me as I told you. I love you so, my lovely lady. You make my life midnight dances and I love you honey kisses. You are my… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Romance
My gin and juice lullaby..
My gin and juice lullaby.. Once we stripped bare naked and we showed real face and real skin. You were fire and I was water. My greed was to steal everything I could.… Continue reading
You get what you deserve.
You get what you deserve.. Father told me often, we get what we deserve. I played the bastard well and the darkness overtook my life. He turned to me and he whispered. Something… Continue reading
Dear Clinton, Michigan..
Dear Clinton, Michigan You told me often,love wasn’t enough.The heart become too hidden with time and age.——California wasn’t enough,I called you my beautiful Jenny and I told you.California coastline is so beautiful,the Monterey… Continue reading
Blushing beauty stole my heart..
Blushing beauty stole my heart… The drunk poet, he loved the noisy Austin taverns. He liked the people who had fallen and they liked silence over worthless words. The sameness of faces made… Continue reading
A safe harbor..
A safe harbor… I saw her sitting alone on a park bench. She had a suitcase near her and she watched the sea. She was a pretty girl with sad eyes. I went… Continue reading
We need more love words..
We need more love words… The old house is quiet now. Once the three bedrooms house was filled with children and laughter. Once I had solid people near, strong people to sit with… Continue reading
The waltz..
The waltz … We were doing a waltz upon the quiet beach. The waves were the orchestra and the wind was whispering a love song. I tossed you into a twirl and I brought her back to… Continue reading
Fable love..
Fable love… I behold today the first warm day of Spring. I’m finding hope and energy in the new-born flowers and the new greenery of the forest. I have been swimming in the… Continue reading
Mirrored soul..
Mirrored soul A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can we become strangers to ourselves? Who do we see in the mirror now? … Continue reading