-First words, last words

First words, last words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words can have great power. False words can brake a heart forever. Word of true love can make us desire the moon and the… Continue reading

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Glide

Originally posted on The Migraine Chronicles:
In my dress I wait for you dinner is done I’ve removed my shoes I wait for you to spin me ’round unzip my dress let it…

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_Ecstasy

Ecstasy My love, I have found you. I want to make love to you from feet to sweet lips. Your brightness and sadness I need to know. I want us nude, heart and… Continue reading

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_Love conquered all

Love conquered all A Poem by Coyote Poetry Must know love and kindness to know joy and happiness.   Love conquered all Lovers drowning in the amorous of sweet kiss, long embrace and… Continue reading

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One of my favorites. __I will remember you

I will remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.   I will remember you. The summer… Continue reading

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Simple as that – Be Nice

Originally posted on HoneyGwhiz:
Colours and shapes define our world. A beauty beyond expression, Can you hear your soul whisper, a thank you to the Creator. Mankind too is defined by colours and…

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For All of Time

Originally posted on Syl65's Blog:
This season has no beginning it has no end in this season we will know love and come to understand its power this season has no past…

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_Young men dream and old men wish

Young men dream and old men wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Age make us kinder and wiser. Must fall down many times to appreciate life.                            Young men dream and old… Continue reading

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Poetry and Jack London quotes

When God laughs A Poem by Coyote Poetry I read Jack London book today “When God laughs.” It is a amazing book.           Quotes and words from a amazing writer Jack London and… Continue reading

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Summer

Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Steve Hanks It’s a summer day, This day is music, a dance – A sea of laughter.

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