Daily Archive: August 1, 2020

She is free…

She is free —————————————————————————————– She found me at the Pacific, she taught me how to dance with the sea, she taught me to love Irish coffee and she taught me. love should be… Continue reading

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The Corrs song and some words.

Everybody hurts     I whispered to her. “Sweet baby, darling and honey. Dark is the night. The midnight hour leave us wanting for things we can’t have. Deep midnight is cold and… Continue reading

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The nectar of you…

The nectar of you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and very good places.         The nectar of you     She gave me gestures of kindness. Willingly opening the… Continue reading

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