The waltz.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry (The ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.) The waltz. We were doing a waltz upon the beach.The waves were the orchestra.The wind was… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry (The ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.) The waltz. We were doing a waltz upon the beach.The waves were the orchestra.The wind was… Continue reading
I want to be the one, you need. 1- We swayed with the sea, we loved the Storms of January. I swirled you into soft and easy circles on the empty Seaside beach.… Continue reading
Do more. 1- I was blindsided by her. Her eyes, bright and demanding. I asked her. What do you need my lovely? She gave me a devilish smile and she told me. Give… Continue reading
Number one- With Johnnie Walker whiskey confident and on a wing and prayer. I asked the pretty Texas gal for a dance. The pretty maiden laughed and she smiled. She told me. Life… Continue reading
At midnight. I called her at Midnight hour and I told her. Dear Jenny, I remember you and I remember us. I love you still and forget me not. Jenny is crying and… Continue reading
A love letter… (I love the young dust, the falling sun touching and kissing the lake. Create an afterglow of light and darkness. The world seems to be at-ease when the sun and… Continue reading
The poet wrote to paper. Where are you my love, sweet. He told the morning sky, do you remember? I promised you a Summer waltz near the sea and I am waiting for… Continue reading
I’ll take care of you. Longing, belonging and believing. Love was life, life was love. I learn, bleeding, screaming and the damn whiskey can’t kill the memory. Once, with a single kiss. We… Continue reading
Forget me not. I dreamed of you, I dreams of us.I picked-up the phone.I was dreaming of your face, your voice, sweet like the German Summer sweet wine.I dreamed of your long legs,… Continue reading
The rising sun, the falling moon. Prettiest lady, I ever seen, she danced with the Lake Superior waves. She loved to drink and clatter when the Bacchus wine was good. Hand in hand,… Continue reading