Daily Archive: August 2, 2025

When love is near.

When love is near. You and I, we  love the Big Sur. We wanderlust her from sea to the hidden waterfall. I loved your sly kisses at the River Inn and the long… Continue reading

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The sweet Melody of love.

The sweet Melody of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Without love. What do we become?                 The sweet Melody of love.. We were lovers once. Your words upon a sheet of paper saved… Continue reading

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