I don't remember how you looked.

I don't remember how you looked.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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Old memories dance in my head.

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Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day.

Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day.


I don’t remember how you looked.



I don’t remember how you looked.

Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green?

Your hair golden blond or maybe strawberry red?


I  try to describe you and each time I remember less.


Sometime I dream of grasping your hair,

our bodies fighting for the sake of pure pleasure.

You calling out my name, words of love.

You spoke only in the turmoil of sex.


I yearn to see you still.

Your sweet hello’s were sweet and long.

Our goodbyes were long and written deep into the walls of my heart.


I remember your long legs.

You dressed like a woman.

But had the hunger of a child,

seeking the education of the tongue, the touch and the long ride.


I don’t know if you remember me.

I still seek you.

Your hunger was to become mine

and my hunger was to touch you again.


I lost you on a cold Spring day.

I became old as you walked away

with tears and too many words spoken.


I released you for my hunger was to have you forever.

You were seeking a place to rest and get strong again.

Your wish to be free. Was more powerful than mine to

in prison an angel.


I still wish for a gentle knock on my door.

To hear your sweet hello.

Fall into your arms again.


Life is only fair in sweet dreams.

I wish to see you.


To look into those beautiful eyes.

To remember how you looked.


John Coyote

1984/rewrite 2012

© 2012 Coyote Poetry


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Pax
"Life is only fair in sweet dreams."
~oh how life isn't fair in reality... but we make it better in positivity..
this is really beautiful... full of longing to the person who went away.. old memories help us remember the happy times though we can never went back and re experience the event... the least we could do is cherish the moments in our heart..
Beautiful work my friend.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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what a really enjoyable poem, best stanza but I want to say unspoken istead of spoken, anyway wonderful read :
I lost you on a cold Spring day.

I became old as you walked away

with tears and too many words spoken.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love this poem!
"I bacame old as you walked away"
A fine write and worth the read. Thank you for sharing this work with us.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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"i became old as you walked away" sometimes a single line from a poem as excellent as this stands out like a white tie at a black tie event. this is amazing and touching to the very heart and soul. you are one of the most honest and realistic writers i have ever encountered....i truly hope you will autograph a first edition of your collected works for me someday. it would be an honor!

Posted 8 Years Ago


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your words are captivating in their poetic beauty, that exquisitely capture
the memories of love that haunts, lingers within someone's soul

I lost you on a cold Spring day.
I became old as you walked away
with tears and too many words spoken.

I released you for my hunger was to have you forever.
You were seeking a place to rest and get strong again.
Your wish to be free. Was more powerful than mine to
in prison an angel.

...achingly beautiful in it's poignancy. thanks for sharing, pen on :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


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February 17, 1996
ATMORE, ALA. — A man was executed in the electric chair early Friday for helping to abduct, sexually assault and slash a 16-year-old girl to death after escaping from a prison camp. Edward Dean Horsley smiled and mouthed ''I love you'' to three friends and his lawyer just before being strapped into the chair at Holman Prison. In his final statement, he said he had no animosity toward anyone and thanked the guards for being kind to him during his 19 years on death row. Horsley, 38, was executed for the 1977 murder of Naomi Rolon of Hudson, N.C.


This was a girl who liked me in high school and I liked her...she was really sweet. He spent 19 years on death row but she only had 16 years on the face of the earth because of him and his fellow escapee. They kidnapped, raped and butchered her. Stuffed her in the trunk of her own car for 3 days with no food or fresh air...not place to use the toilet...ran over her with her car...stabbed her...and then hacked her to death with a hatchet...so I know about remorse and regret and I remember a sweet, loving, gentle girl whom I never told I loved. I wasn't even sure what love was. But their deaths could not bring her back. They were not even worthy to speak her name.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Coyote Poetry

8 Years Ago

I'm sorry for your lost. Losing someone to murder is different. Losing someone to wrong place and ti.. read more
I released you for my hunger was to have you forever.

You were seeking a place to rest and get strong again.

Your wish to be free. Was more powerful than mine to

in prison an angel.
I love this poem for it is very heartfelt and beautiful and especially those lines...
Thank you for sharing the beauty of your words...

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Such a beautiful wonderful read.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Pax
"Life is only fair in sweet dreams."
~oh how life isn't fair in reality... but we make it better in positivity..
this is really beautiful... full of longing to the person who went away.. old memories help us remember the happy times though we can never went back and re experience the event... the least we could do is cherish the moments in our heart..
Beautiful work my friend.

Posted 8 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This is so beautiful that it brought tears to my eyes. I love it, and thank you for submitting this.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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