Cigarettes and sassy.
Cigarettes and sassy. You were the most beautiful, the most dangerous lady, I knew. You were my angry lady, sassy and always seeking new thrills. I loved your dark side, and I loved… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Romance
Kiss me often, kiss me long.
Kiss me often, kiss me long. Let us bathe in the quiet.You and I.The sun had gone and the moon is rising.And You and I.Alone by Lake St. Clair.Just us together holding hands… Continue reading
When love is near.
When love is near. You and I, we love the Big Sur. We wanderlust her from sea to the hidden waterfall. I loved your sly kisses at the River Inn and the long… Continue reading
Dirty little secrets. And a beautiful Sarah Mclachlan song.
Dirty little secrets. I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember “You and I”. I was the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we pass… Continue reading
Thank you for the dance.
Thank you for the dance. My bare foot lady danced by the sea, the moon is above and the stars are lighting up the night sky. I watched her dance, joyfully and content… Continue reading
Tempting fate.
Tempting fate I am walking in the rain, the cold March rain upon my rain.I am walking away from place of love turn black.I left a lady crying and alone.Our sweet words turned… Continue reading
Soldier of fortune.
Soldier of fortune. 1- Painted memories on my skin, my mind and my heart. Some pain and some sweet.I won more than I have lost.I have killed for money; I play a bastard… Continue reading
Glorious love.
Glorious love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can make us feel like kings and love can make us feel like a pauper. Glorious love. We danced and learned true laughter at the… Continue reading
I still miss you and a beautiful Sinead Harnett song.
I still miss you. 1- Dear Bridgette, you saved me once on a September day.Your soft voice and gentle heart calmed the rage of a man, drowning in rage.You held my hands and… Continue reading
Jenny wrote.
Jenny wrote. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words can be magic, can be visions of beauty and can make us dream. Jenny wrote. Painted words are what the writer understands. Wisp and grasps… Continue reading