Yours..
Originally posted on chicpress:
She is yours.. Your woman.. Your girl.. Your lover.. Your cheer leader.. Your forever… Treat her like she deserves.. Protect her…Cherish her..Adore her..Respect her.. Or watch as someone else…
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Isabella, Isabella, dear Isabella
Isabella, Isabella, dear Isabella I took the midnight train to Florence, the days of Spring were coming to a ending. I loved the Germany Spring and I needed dear Florence again. The… Continue reading
I Am
Originally posted on stephajane:
I am a city. A tall silhouette filled with tiny windows and the intensity of eight million fluttering hearts. A solid tower of delicate glass, I am drenched in…
The ambrosia
(The ambrosia of the kiss and the touch A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.) The ambrosia of the kiss and the touch We had pretty places, ancient city and the… Continue reading
Listen, remember and learn,
Listen, remember and learn ——————————————– Listen I love the misty mornings. I love the chill of Lake St. Clair lake when I sit alone near her. I listen to the lake and I… Continue reading
“Velvet and silk dreams”
Velvet and silk dreams ———————————————– Those eyes A sweet girl told me once, I love you Johnnie, I do. I looked into her brown eyes and I told her. We are… Continue reading
“Bare and true”
Bare and true She was a noble beauty and she hushed me into silence with her grace. In the stillness of the warm Summer night, we were left in a standstill… Continue reading
“two shots of happy, One shot of sad
Two shots of happy, one shot of sad I painted pretty pictures for us, I made landscape of perfect and beautiful places. But we danced on the thread of real… Continue reading
Tempting fate
Tempting fate I am walking in the rain, the cold March rain upon my rain. I am walking away from place of love turn black. I left a lady crying and alone.… Continue reading
“Fasting in love”
(Fasting in love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love that is distance and far away. Is it myth or just sweet dreams.) Fasting in love I made promises of Paris. I… Continue reading