jcastellenas-Coyote

Poetry, story and music.

love

  • My Winter love.

    My Winter love.I whispered your sweet name.My sweet dreams bringyour beautiful face to my memory. I dream of our blissfulnights. Kiss after kiss.Leading us to the paradise of the innocent.Opening a passion that grows with each tender touch. My Winter love.You came to me on a cold December day.You brought me into araging torrent my siren.… Read more

  • In the valley of the Devils and the Angels.

    In the Valley of the Devils and the Angels. I have played the sinner.Danced in the sweat and passion ofliar’s emotions. Made so many promises.I couldn’t keep. I told bloody lies to undress beautiful woman. To swim in the heat of warm lips. Their warmth brought me to the pinnacle of passion and desire. I examine… Read more

  • Delicate wings.

     Delicate wings. Beautiful Lizzy, please allow me in. I asked her near our sea. Her word and beauty memorized me.Woman who strips down their true colors and shows you what is hidden beneath her clothing and her fear.They are rare and delicate ladies. Many skeletons for us to hide.Few perfect people.We are just flesh and… Read more

  • Please tell me something.

    Please tell me something. 1- She told me, Johnnie, Johnnie. I want a fable love, where amor can win. I don’t want a timid man; I want a wild and crazy man. I want to entangle our two bodies into a storm of never-ending needs and want.Please tell me, I am your everything.I want demanding… Read more

  • Love is, just another four-letter word. and a lovely Joan Baez song.

    The word, Love is. Just another four-letter word. She was so tired of the useless words spoken to her.Now she sought the wild sea, now she wanted to meditate in the free mountains.She wants to feel everything and some more now and she told the Pacific Ocean.I don’t want useless words, I want someone to show… Read more

  • Wanderlust.

    Wanderlust.                          1- Damn those eyes. Pretty face, demanding loving eyes.Soft voice making me feel weak and captured.Soft touch of hands making me fall into deep embrace.Those eyes make me swim in the dangerous river of hope.Damn those eyes.Those eyes make me want to know wanderlust and forget where I was goingFall into your embrace… Read more

  • My masterpiece.

    My masterpiece Once blushing beauty stole my heart. She creates a rage of need I never knew. She found me sitting alone by the Boeblingen lake and her river blue eyes stole everything I knew and I wanted. My hazy memory remembers now. I remember us, I remember her. I painted her skin with lotion… Read more

  • Idyllic places and time.

    Idyllic places and time. The storyteller told the writers. We shall learn that life is Summer and Winter. Spring and fall. We will know sweetness and we shall know sadness. We will be reborn and we shall die. Love is the medicine to cure us. We need beautiful places, tender caress of gentle hands and… Read more

  • Somewhere in time.

    Somewhere in time. The paradox of living, we get what we deserve. Once, the prettiest lady I have ever known, waited for a wayward man. I remember the fragrance of her skin, the tenderness of her hands. I sang love words to her for many days. “We love, we die. we dance, we shall cry.… Read more

  • I seranaded to the paragon of beauty.

    I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life                             I serenaded  to the paragon of beauty. On highway two. The coastal California highway.Hidden is utopia of land and people untouched by factory or big business.Big Sur is safe hideaway… Read more