Your face.
Your face. 1- Paint me Elegant lady told me, life is hard and the night is long my love.We must bathe in the kindness of the long midnight.Kind night allowed us to adrift… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Romance
Painting pretty pictures. And a beautiful song by dear Elle.
Painting pretty pictures. Tonight I am drinking the Irish coffee and I am remembering better days. I am painting pretty pictures with my words and I am trying to remember your face. I… Continue reading
A memory, a story remembered.
A memory, a story remembered. 1- Everything. In the stillness of the night,you held me, so tightly. You were my 2 am lover and my midnight dancer.Your kiss was the sweetest breathe given… Continue reading
Dear Sheena and an amazing Scottish song.
(April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty-nine.) Dear Sheena Once upon a time, I danced with a Scottish beauty. Gentle voice, lovely accent, I adored. We learn to know love and I… Continue reading
A Spring Day. We need.
(April is poetry month. Mew poetry number twenty-eight.) A Spring Day. We need. 1- Careless words, careless thoughts. They can make us blind to the truth. 2- Like this, she told me. Take… Continue reading
A naked woman.
A naked woman A Poem by Coyote Poetry A naked woman (A wise artist once said. To see a nude woman is more wonderful then 1000 beautiful paintings… Continue reading
Love and hate.
Love and hate. Sitting by the Monterey Bay alone.Thinking about a missed woman.I made a wish.It wasn’t the first star,but I made the wish anyway. Stars so very bright, so many I can’t… Continue reading
Sweet Peggy.
Sweet Peggy. She is sitting alone in the warm Florida’s evenings. She is raw, sexy and like a wild cat in the tropics. She is hungry, desperate and passionate. Her dreams are confused,… Continue reading
Sin, gin and skin.
(April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty-eight.) Sin, gin and skin. The bar poet, the bar storyteller told stories to the desperate people. He told them, we will have rainy days and… Continue reading
Arousing illusion.
Arousing illusion. Old man told the kid sitting with him at the bar.The senses. Taste, smell, sight, touch and hearing.Make us live and die in them.Make us want things we cannot have and… Continue reading