Category Archive: erotic

“Leather and lace”

Leather and lace A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song allowed us to create good poetry. Leather and lace I have played monster, demon and abuser. I was left with the gin and… Continue reading

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One more time

One more time Should I stay or should I go? Should we create a fire, we cannot put out. I whispered sweet baby, just one more time. Just one more kiss and just… Continue reading

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“Her beauty has not blinded me”

Her beauty has not blinded me A Poem by Coyote Poetry In my time of living. People can get twisted.   Her beauty has not  blinded me She roamed like an old tom… Continue reading

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Last chapter in my story. “She wanted Paris. I wanted her. La petite mort

La petite mort, Little death -She wanted Paris and I wanted her. Katie got up and went to the window. The city was lite-up. Her nude body seem dreamy and perfect in the… Continue reading

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More Texas poetry. “Her beauty had not blinded me” (Adult)

Her beauty has not  blinded me She roamed like a old tom cat. Wearing her black clothing like a mask. She tied her hair up into a tight knot. She don’t look boyish.… Continue reading

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(Adult tale) La petite mort, Little death -She wanted Paris and I wanted her.

La petite mort, Little death -She wanted Paris and I wanted her. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Midnight conversation Warning This Chapter is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under… Continue reading

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The raging water

                            The raging water I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m  writing though-out the night just words into… Continue reading

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Cocoa beach

Cocoa beach A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old places and old memories Cocoa beach I received a phone call. Sweet Peggy called and asked. “Please come to see me. I live in Cocoa… Continue reading

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“Dangerous places and beautiful faces”

Dangerous places and beautiful faces. A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is good to walk upon the edge.                          Dangerous places and beautiful faces. Dangerous places and secret rendezvous. To swim in uncontrolled… Continue reading

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Texas poetry. The best kind. Sacrificial meal.

  Sacrificial meal She was a tall, long legged Texas girl.  She gave me a coy smile. Somehow I caught her attention. I knew, a pursued man are just cattle waiting to be… Continue reading

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