Will it make you want me more?

Originally posted on Inalienable Write:
Will it make you want me, if I leave a rose at your door? If I place it in your hand, will it make you want me more?…

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“I want to see you again”

I want to see you again. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good days become sweet dreams with time.                   I want to see you again. The powerful Pacific ocean hide the love stories… Continue reading

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“Waiting by the wayside”

Waiting by the wayside. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must stop and re-adjust our life and thoughts.                                    Waiting by the wayside I was  waiting by the wayside. Tried to figure… Continue reading

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A Broken Heart

Originally posted on Roland's Ragbag:
‘Hands On Heart’ Photoshopped  Photo: WHB – Sep., 2017 PALPITATIONS When palpitations of the heart start that sudden gulp that gasp for air is it love or…

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Hummingbird Songs

Originally posted on Quantum Underground:
Had a visitation by the Green Man. This morning I read a Taoist meditation saying nature speaks through the birds and flowers. Read this poem below as well.…

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The black night and the shadow dance

The black night and the shadow dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. The black night and the shadow dance A long time ago in the late night hours of Tubingen, Germany.… Continue reading

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“Needing and bleeding”

Needing and bleeding A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love teaches us many things. Mainly hold on tight and be kind.                                      Needing and bleeding I have lived and died in your arms. You… Continue reading

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“I couldn’t find you”

I couldn’t find you A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need people to excite our imagination first. The flesh can forget. The mind yearn for more.                                  I couldn’t find you Where are… Continue reading

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“The waltz of the angels”

The waltz of the Angels I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming. Sunday morning is a-coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a sad… Continue reading

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“The two guitars”

The two guitars A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Two guitars I  hurt myself today. I wanted to bleed real blood and I called you and I told you my love. I… Continue reading

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