Deeper and deeper we shall fall
Deeper and deeper we shall fall
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Real proof of love. Holding on tighter in the bad days and celebrating the good days together
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She looked at me with eyes of hope and she questioned me. “If you want me. You must tell me so. I want to hear the sweet words of love every day, every hour. I want you to yearn for me when we are apart. Take me at will. Make me feel like your first need. The last need.”
She brought me into her arms and whispered. “Real lovers fall deeper and deeper. Allowing the darkness of the night to ascent two people into the place of no return. Burning desire of flame can grow if the love is true and powerful.”
I told her we are
“Loser/lover
Deceiver/believer
Can you make me believe you are true and forever.
I have died a thousand times in the myth of love.
Sweet and longing kisses had turn dirty and painful with time.
In the game of flesh and bones. Are we just addicted to the flesh and the heat of the wound?”
She kissed me and she opened her hands and told me.
“If the hands are empty and we have nothing to hold tightly into cold and lonely nights. We have
nothing to lose or gain. What do we have? Lovers must love. We must reach for true love/foolish love.
Better to die of heartache than to be a lonely ship with no place to anchor.”
I understood her and I knew we needed wild and untamed love to make us come alive again.
Love is our curse and our blessing. We must bleed to know what love is.
I looked into beautiful hazel eyes.
She fell into my arms and deeper and deeper two lovers reached for the stars and the moon.
Coyote

This one of my favorites of your creations, John.
Russ
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Thank you Russ. I appreciate the kind words.
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A sweet lesson on love. Thanks for sharing John Hope you have a great 2014. Be inspired my friend
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I will try. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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Beautiful as always. 😊
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Thank you. I appreciate the comment.
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This is really beautiful.
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Thank you. Youth make us more hopeful and filled with dreams.
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is that you and your wife? she is so beautiful! loved the beautiful story! somehow i think it speaks of real experience, God bless your love!
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It is a old poem. I spend three years in Germany. She was a good friend. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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love is a river one has to first drown to swim across – its a line from a famous indian song, cant recollect the song/poem only the line stayed in heart.
one cant test love without tasting it fully i guess.
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