~freedom~

Originally posted on Paris Poems:
watching him       adoring her no words could describe       the freedom she found in his gaze ©Paris Poems 2015 photo: Gert Weigelt

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Straddling Two Worlds (Visual Poetry)

Originally posted on confessionsofamie:
Straddling Two Worlds The seen and the unseen; One passing and temporary, The other infinite and eternal. I am in between–straddling two worlds. Survival of the fittest, My nature…

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Holding on

Originally posted on Life With Catnip:
?? With a vision,? Of my heart in your hands Fingers tangled up,? Whispers and kisses in the night,? Rising long enough, To retreat into the darkness,…

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Love Hotel

Originally posted on A Man Called Su:
In the immortal words of Miles Gregory, immaculately voiced by Gwen Dickey: Love don’t live here anymore Just emptiness and memories Of what we had before…

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One of first published poem somewhere. “Nothing last forever”

Nothing last forever A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn the value of words with life. Sometime words can be forgotten and dismissed.                           Nothing last forever (Written on March 6, 1989… Continue reading

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How it feels

How It Feels 18MondayMay 2015 Posted by viladev in Uncategorized ≈ 3 Comments How it feels to fall in love?    —  Love is pure magic. Love can be stopped. Overtake us like… Continue reading

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Three Stages of Her

Originally posted on Sehnsucht:
I saw her by the treadmills, on the second floor, overlooking the gym. I spied from the basketball courts, watching her sprint with a sexy, long legged gate. She…

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First Day

Originally posted on Sehnsucht:
I sat in the back. It was dark and I was one of ten people in the empty comedy club. Next to me was my friend, Mike. He had…

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I need a long road trip. Ride

Ride A Poem by Coyote Poetry Lana Del Rey song and energy. Make me wish to break free and celebrate being alive. Ride True freedom my friend is dancing with the wind. Singing… Continue reading

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Les Roses Son Entrées ~ Flambeaux Eteints (1907) ~ Renée Vivien

Originally posted on IndieGaia – Pyropea:
Ma brune aux yeux dorés, ton corps d’ivoire et d’ambre à laissé des reflets lumineux dans la chambre Au-dessus du jardin. Le ciel clair de minuit, sous…

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