The dance of emotion…

The dance of emotion The dance of emotion A Poem by Coyote PoetryLife is fair. We must give to receive.  The Dance of Emotion…. A sweet angel was waiting on the bed for me.… Continue reading →

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Sin, gin and skin…

Sin, gin and skin… We were the Tuesday night poets, we shared words with the writers and the poets, we shared words with the lonely at the Irish tavern at Pacific Grove. You… Continue reading →

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The lull of the lullaby

The lull of your lullaby           I thirst for darkness, not light. I seek wild dances, not the shade of real love that will fade. I want the divine… Continue reading →

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Blindfolded and weightless….

Blindfolded and weightless I watched your tone and beautiful legs move on the dance floor. Legs that make a man beg for mercy before he had sins. Your short skirt showed silky and… Continue reading →

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Wild horses

Wild horses   We laid bare on the patio, allowing the moonlight to caress our skin. She wanted to make love at the midnight hours on the closed-in patio, as the rain gentle… Continue reading →

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Love words by a madman

1-Break me Please break me and make me bleed. Show me I’m alive, make me die and bring me back to life. Dead men revived, know life can be okay. Drink of my… Continue reading →

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Love tragedy

Love tragedy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18. Love tragedy I remember the hello. So sweet and… Continue reading →

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Love had made me know madness.

Break me Please break me. Make me bleed and show me I’m alive. Make me die and bring me back to life. Dead men revived know life can be okay. Drink of my… Continue reading →

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“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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