I tried to memorize her face.
I tried to memorize her face. She was my midnight dancer and she loved the sea. She didn’t like loud people, and she sought the quiet of the Monterey Bay. She adored band… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Romance
You are my Spring blessing.
(Steve Hanks painting) You are my Spring blessing. Loveliest girl in my world, she drank her morning coffee and her tan bare feet moving with the morning song of the birds and the… Continue reading
Just a dance in the cloud’s dear lover.
Just a dance in the cloud’s dear lover. Once I knew wanderlust,I wanted to swim in the seven seas,I wanted to find sacred places in our world,I wanted to dance in the clouds with… Continue reading
Pretty wishes.
Pretty wishes. 1- I knew love once, I held love once, I remember her perfect face. I ran away from her and today. I wait for no-one. 2- Johnnie, Johnnie. she told me.… Continue reading
Did I ever love you?
Did I ever love you? Dying,lying,needing,bleeding. Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing listeners at the Poetry reading in Monterey coffee shop. Love is just myth and tale,love is… Continue reading
Black roses.
Black roses A Poem by Coyote PoetryEasy to be cold, hard to be kind. Black roses… Jenny, eyes of stone… Continue reading
Idyllic places and times.
Idyllic places and times. The storyteller told the writers. We shall learn that life is Summer and Winter. Spring and fall. We will know sweetness and we shall know sadness. We will be… Continue reading
If you ever forget that I love, you. And an amazing song.
If you ever forget I love, you. Sober man, can’t write no more. He can’t feel no-more pain. Once he sought the greatest dreams and love was his, forever and one day. The… Continue reading
The storm.
The storm. Love can be like a gentle rain and love can be like a thunderstorm to the heart. A fall day in 1984. A auburn hair beauty came to my door with six… Continue reading
Wanderlust and an amazing Miriam Baghdassarian song.
Wanderlust 1- Damn those eyes. Pretty face, demanding loving eyes.Soft voice making me feel weak and captured.Soft touch of hands making me fall into deep embrace.Those eyes make me swim in the… Continue reading