Mystical places.
Mystical places A Poem by Coyote PoetryFirst love, first real kiss and the first true words of love become mystical places where we can find in sweet dreams forever. Mystical places….. Many types… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Romance
Truth or dare.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry Take no chances. Have no adventures. Truth or dare. Life, my friend. A odd game that no-one can win.I do like the game of truth or dare. I… Continue reading
The midnight hours.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry Great thoughts come to us in the midnight hour. Wishes for a sweet hello or some knowledge of the kind people in our life, If they are okay? … Continue reading
Fool’s wish. Lover’s hold on.
Fool’s wish. Lover’s hold on. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is all we got. Love for your lover, family and life. Give us reasons to be alive. Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can… Continue reading
Pretty Jen.
Pretty Jen. Was I running toward you or running from you?You were so damn pretty and so confused.I loved you once, in 1986 and we were just babies. We try to use-up every… Continue reading
Another time, another place.
Another time, another place….. The loneliness man at Fort Hood volunteered for missions in Central American. He wanted to escape everything and he wanted to taste the Hemingway’s tropical paradise. Once he sought… Continue reading
An ocean apart.
An ocean apart. You are laying heavy upon my sweet dreams and hope.I hold a simple letter in my hands.Your sweet words saved me from pity and sadness. You wrote sweet and kind… Continue reading
The Texas two-step.
The Texas two-step.. He saw her sitting alone sipping her drink slowly and her eyes were barren and so cold. She held her whiskey like a old lover. So tightly. The Austin, Texas… Continue reading
I saw the sun in your eyes.
I saw the sun in your eyes.. ( You let me love you. I knew I was blessed.) I long for you when you are not near. I yearn to hold your hands,… Continue reading
Miss you, need you dear Ann Arbor.
Miss you, need you dear Ann Arbor… I am drinking alone beautiful Jenny. Somehow I forgot where Ann Arbor was and I am so damn lonely. I have called you at midnight, every… Continue reading