The illusion….


Words for you my love….
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                         The Illusion…


Some photos are poetry. Beautiful photos and beautiful artwork. They are poetry for the eyes. I saw you resting alone. Simple photo with great beauty for my eyes. The illusion of your photo. Your wild hair, tangled-up and free. Your warm and kind eyes. Maybe just a illusion. Maybe life suppose to be a inferno journey to adore the kind and the beautiful things, We are not made to have. The perfect and beautiful things should be left alone, left be.

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                                 The longing…


The dance of perfect love. Two lucky people knowing the utopia of a perfect place. Maybe just myth and tale? I told a lover once. Distance create longing, longing create intimacy. Today I would tell her, “I was wrong. Regards to you my lost sweet love. My teacher of humility and my lasting sweet dream. You became my faraway angel and a hard lesson. Love is sweet, love is rare and separation will break your heart.” When love is near. Hold on till you cannot no-more.


                         John Castellenas/Coyote