Rear-end of a so-call love.
Rear-end of a so-call love She poured the tequila and she told me I was the only one. I whispered to her, to the only one I’m holding tonight and I kissed… Continue reading
Rear-end of a so-call love She poured the tequila and she told me I was the only one. I whispered to her, to the only one I’m holding tonight and I kissed… Continue reading
Longing, belonging and our secrets Lover, lover, lover. Once we loved the long nights, once the wine tasted sweeter. Now our longing, belonging and our secrets, are bloody finger prints on a… Continue reading
If it be, your will ” The flame of love You were the prettiest flower in the garden and I brought you close and I stole a kiss. I told you, dear lover.… Continue reading
My Joan of Arc She painted her make-up upon perfect skin. She turned to me and she told me . “I need my war face tonight. I rarely show my real face… Continue reading
Burning desire Locked doors took us to the utopia of the embrace and the sweet kiss. Protected by the whispers of Leonard Cohen songs in the background. Love was new for us… Continue reading
My great love I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens, who… Continue reading
Iodine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Iodine For years I have swim in shit and I didn’t care. I dodged the longing, belonging and needy want of love. I learn love… Continue reading
Did I ever love you? A Poem by Coyote Poetry New poetry Did I ever love you? Dying. Lying. Needing. Bleeding. Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing… Continue reading
My secret life I was your boss and teacher once. We shared hours in a locked building. I adored your long legs and auburn hair. Your perfect body unable to be hidden, made… Continue reading
On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry Been a while. A new poem. On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter… Continue reading