Tag Archive: Romance

Stay with me..

Stay with me A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Stay with me…  I sip my… Continue reading

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Love, did whisper to me on a Summer day.

Love, did whisper to me on a Summer day.. She was a butterfly dancing in the wind, her long colorful dress moving with the breeze and love, did whisper to me on a… Continue reading

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The prettiest gal in Michigan.

The prettiest gal in Michigan.. I kissed the prettiest gal in Michigan and her lips tasted of beer and the Irish whiskey. She told me, Johnnie, the quiet poet. You write about everything,… Continue reading

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Give and take…

Give and take A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Love is a two-way street. Must give to receive.          Give and take… Pretty woman spoke of love and hate in the same sentence.I asked her.… Continue reading

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The silent sea..

The silent sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry  The ocean, memories and old dreams.                           The silent sea.. We can be humble by true beauty.Life can weaved us to places and situations.Blushing beauty can… Continue reading

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Love didn’t break my heart. Life did.

 Love didn’t break my heart. Life did… He told the beautiful Gypsy girl near the Monterey bay. Love didn’t break my heart. Life did. I am so tire young lady. I allowed vice… Continue reading

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I was told..

I was told… The prettiest and most dangerous lady, I was told she was, always writing down her words and she was waiting for me, her strong coffee sweet and creamy and I… Continue reading

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We danced for the stars…

We danced for the stars … Was a Texas hot Summer night and you wore your black dress and dancing shoes.  I was drinking the Long Island teas since 6 pm and you arrived… Continue reading

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The midnight rendezvous…

 Midnight rendezvous…    Woman are gifts to wise men. A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is morewonderful then to see a thousand artistic painting.”  My old heart and mind… Continue reading

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Maybe love or just another sad lullaby to be written?

Maybe love? Or maybe just another lullaby to be written? (We must make the good days last forever my friend.) She had suppliant breasts, a wide beautiful smile and strong pale legs. She… Continue reading

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