Tag Archive: Romance

My Winter love.

My Winter love. I whispered your sweet name. My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory. I dream of our blissful nights. Kiss after kiss. Leading us to the paradise of… Continue reading

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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… Continue reading

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Angela

Angela A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can fall so low and deep. Need someone to pull us up to see daylight.             Angela Her beauty had lessen with time. The circle of… Continue reading

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No cure for love.

No cure for Love. (Sometime looking back in time. Bring back the bad times.  As time pass. The bad times seem not so bad.) In the tar pits of blasphemy and disappointment. I… Continue reading

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The damns and the foolish.

The Damns and the foolish A Poem by Coyote Poetry Austin, Texas bars bring the best of people together The Damns and the Foolish The ways and means committee at the local Tavern… Continue reading

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Midnight rendezvous.

                      Midnight rendezvous Woman are gifts to wise men.A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is more wonderful then to… Continue reading

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First love.

First love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. When youth was my advantage. First poem I got published years ago.                      … Continue reading

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On the thread of a word.

On the  thread of a word. On the thread of a word of tenderness. I hold you close to me. I whisper I love and need you. We stand in opposite corners. Became… Continue reading

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Dreams, wishes and whispers.

Dreams, wishes and whispers. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful faces appear making you wish for different decisions and better endings.                                   Dreams, wishes and whispers. Old age make us ponder thoughts and… Continue reading

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Memory of a Mother. (A poem to celebrate the woman who mold the world for us.)

Memory of a Mother A Poem by Coyote Poetry I was raised by a stepmother. I called her mother. She gave love and raised many children. The word Mother should be used in… Continue reading

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