The twisted dance of love..
The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. A rewrite from December 1988. The twisted dance of love… (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Romance
Love and hate…
Love and hate A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem from 1978. Youth allowed the mind to ponder without fear of failure. Love and hate… Sitting by the Monterey bay alone.Thinking about a missed… Continue reading
Angel dancing, too close to the earth..
Angels dancing, too close to the earth… Pretty wishes, deadly journeys led me to the Austin, Texas sun and you. Till I met you. I saw grey skies only and the drink was… Continue reading
My great love..
My great love … I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens, who can… Continue reading
Paris, London, Basel or Barcelona..
Paris, London, Basel or Barcelona…. We were wanderlust, whiskey kisses and sleeping till noon. We loved clotheless mornings and afternoon meals. We loved loud music and we loved the sea. I would tell… Continue reading
Just words for you. And a beautiful Katy Claire Funke song.
Just words for you….. Sing me a lullaby, soft and sweet, just words to make me believe, love is alive and true. Just words, they may be. You are the sweetest wine kisses… Continue reading
When love is near..
When love is near… You and I, we love the Big Sur. We wanderlust her from sea to the hidden waterfall. I loved your sly kisses at the River Inn and the long… Continue reading
I try to remember..
I try to remember A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry with are-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014 I try to remember.. I tried to remember the curves of your body. Us blindfolded… Continue reading
Purgatory Inn and no place to go..
Old memories become less painful with time– Purgatory Inn and no place to go…. I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold.Bartender keep them coming.They love the big tippers.Purgatory Inn is… Continue reading
Lady of the lake..
Lady of the lake…. We loved the weeping willows trees by the lake, we loved the month of July and August. Once I wanted death and my lady of the lake, whispered a… Continue reading