Ribbons and bows.
Ribbons and bows. Once I plunged into work and making money.I was led by the natural order of life.Working till one day I was truly alone. Ribbons and bows in a beautiful girl… Continue reading
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Cherry wine and a lovely Hope winter song.
Cherry wine. Once my life was better. I had yearly family reunions, kind voices to give me strength and I could accomplish anything. I didn’t know. Life is ever-changing.Today my folly, today my… Continue reading
If I knew.
If I knew. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn too late to be quiet. Anger and violence lead only to more pain and sadness. If I knew. If I knew. I would have… Continue reading
Ecstasy.
Ecstasy. My love, I have found you. I want to make love to you from feet to sweet lips. Your brightness and sadness I need to know. I want us nude, heart and mind… Continue reading
I remember you, do you remember me? Little poetry.
Poem one– Once we had the Spring days, once we knew the sweetest kisses, once I loved you and you loved me. Poem two– Yesterday girl is drinking alone, yesterday girl had accepted… Continue reading
Something shouldn’t be beheld or touched. And a lovely Mahafsoun dancing.
Somethings shouldn’t beheld or touched. You have taunted my dreams and made me wish for sordid and frenzy nights, captured in your embrace.I want to fall into the inferno of your warm kisses… Continue reading
Holy as love.
Holy as love 1- Pretty woman dancing with me on the Belton, Texas dance hall floor on a Friday night.She told me. Honey, darling and my sweetheart.Love demands payment. Love is holy and… Continue reading
Love words of a mad man.
Love words of a mad man A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can teach us madness. 1-Break me Please break me and make me bleed. Show me I’m alive. Make me die and bring… Continue reading
Under the willow tree. We danced.
Under the willow tree. We danced. Once we held love over everything. Love was holy and a joy. Were a blessing and a gift. Now like sleeping flowers in the Winter. The feeble… Continue reading
The brown eye’s girl.
The brown eye’s girl. Was a lonely beach, late Spring brought out the lovers of the sea. I saw near the moving and dancing Pacific. A woman and child. I fell in love… Continue reading