You make me want things I cannot have.
Your sweet words making me wish for places
were I can be free and wild.
Knowing no control and swimming in your eyes.


I want to tell you.
I have thought of you often.
When I write and drink my bloody Mary.
I wish I could lock the doors and whisper to you.
You have create a madness where only your sweet kiss
and embrace can heal.


Beautiful Poet.
Your words dripping with uncontrolled want.
Make me wish you were at my feet.
Wanting eyes begging for touch and kiss.


Mad man Poetry sing of beauty touched.
Unrewarded love leaving you yearning for more dances
in places where the light is left on.
To ensure memory is encased forever of beauty touched
and never forgotten.


Coyote/John Castellenas