Be quiet dear lover.
Be quiet dear lover/ Quédate The sky is grey and the sun is hidden behind the rain clouds in the early morning.You and I had traveled to Palma, Spain.The Germany Winter made our… Continue reading
Be quiet dear lover/ Quédate The sky is grey and the sun is hidden behind the rain clouds in the early morning.You and I had traveled to Palma, Spain.The Germany Winter made our… Continue reading
(Truth or dare?A Poem by Coyote PoetryTake no chances. Have no adventures.) Truth or dare? Life, my friend. A odd game that no-one can win.I do like the game of truth or dare.… Continue reading
I need you now… What shall I remember my lady midnight? My exquisite beauty, you made me believe love was sweet, love was everything, we need. Till I fell into your eyes of… Continue reading
Sweet pleasure and rare delights. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories become sweeter with time. Sweet pleasure and rare delights… Sweet pleasure, rare delights.Some dreams should not be touched.They burn the heart till… Continue reading
On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and his prey.) Bei Dao Just like a hurricane from hell.You twisted my world from a lonely existence to… Continue reading
Little poems A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.” 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… Continue reading
Waterfall A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe waterfall, free-flowing water. Like we should be.)“ Hearts awryWary ghostly graspWeary lonely gaspYet I can’t holdEnclasp”Robert. Waterfall….. “Hearts awryWary ghostly graspWeary lonely gaspYet I can’t holdEnclasp” The night… Continue reading
I saw the sun in your eyes… You and I, we are dancing by the Monterey Bay, I am singing words of love for you. You asked me, Johnnie, why did you save… Continue reading
One, two, three, four. Do we begin again? 1- Did I find you? Or did you entrapped me?Am I the captive or the guard?One, two, three, four. Did we dance?Prey or predator, we… Continue reading
I tried to remember. I tried to remember the curves of your body. Us blindfolded by wild need and want on the cold days of Winter. I want to remember my hands touching… Continue reading