–Sweet pleasure and rare delights
Sweet pleasure and rare delights
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
We need to hold on to the good memories
Sweet pleasure, rare delights. Some dreams should not be touched.
They burn the heart till death allows you to escape.
Beautiful woman dance in my memory.
Sweet gifts from tender hearts held forever in my dreams.
Yesterday I wouldn’t question the gift of love.
Today the tender touches and memories of bodies wrap around me.
They left painful memories of things lost and never to be regain.