Daily Archive: November 12, 2015

_She wore flowers in her hair

She wore flowers in her hair. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memories get better with time.                        She wore flowers in her hair I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost… Continue reading

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–I’m no-one and you are everything

I’m no-one and you are everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love.                        I’m no-one. You are everything Old wise men know.… Continue reading

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