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Ecstasy My love, I have found you. I want to make love to you from feet to sweet lips. Your brightness and sadness I need to know. I want us nude, heart and… Continue reading
Ecstasy My love, I have found you. I want to make love to you from feet to sweet lips. Your brightness and sadness I need to know. I want us nude, heart and… Continue reading
Love conquered all A Poem by Coyote Poetry Must know love and kindness to know joy and happiness. Love conquered all Lovers drowning in the amorous of sweet kiss, long embrace and… Continue reading
I will remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back. I will remember you. The summer… Continue reading
Young men dream and old men wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Age make us kinder and wiser. Must fall down many times to appreciate life. Young men dream and old… Continue reading
When God laughs A Poem by Coyote Poetry I read Jack London book today “When God laughs.” It is a amazing book. Quotes and words from a amazing writer Jack London and… Continue reading
Beautiful journey. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wise person ensure they take the good road. Beautiful journey. A thousand roads to choose. We can ride into darkness without fear of… Continue reading
Dangerous places and beautiful faces. A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is good to walk upon the edge. Dangerous places and beautiful faces. Dangerous places and secret rendezvous. To swim in… Continue reading
the trees A Poem by Coyote Poetry I had a tree poem in my head for weeks. I hope it is worthwhile to read. Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that I… Continue reading
The gray whale (For leona. A missed friend.) Empty bottles of tequila and whiskey sitting on the floor. Unshaven man stared at an empty walls. He is sitting at a small table. On… Continue reading
The songs of seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. The song of fall Warm days, cold nights. Create an restless passion. I can hear the whisper of the… Continue reading