Petite mort
Petite mort She was a portrait of beauty. Her love was locked away, waiting for the perfect man and the gentle embrace. She asked me. Was any kindness or good left in me?… Continue reading
Petite mort She was a portrait of beauty. Her love was locked away, waiting for the perfect man and the gentle embrace. She asked me. Was any kindness or good left in me?… Continue reading
The nectar of you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and very good places. The nectar of you She gave me gestures of kindness. Willingly opening the door of friendship. Her long… Continue reading
Boundless sea, honey love and a sacred fire A Story by Coyote Poetry Just words. Boundless sea, honey love and sacred fire It was early Summer of 1994 and I was stationed in… Continue reading
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Originally posted on Josephine Ranes:
I really want to fight you I’d like to call you out. A stranger hidden between the lines Of an angry and regrettable shout. Not really one to…
I need you, I don’t need you —– Damn if you do, damn if you don’t Perfect beautiful girl came to me in the midnight hour. Eyes of hazel green, robust and… Continue reading
Originally posted on Scribbled Verse:
International Women’s Day 2018 … She walks alone, barefoot in paddies of rice, enduring backbreaking work for some precious grains, in blazing heat, in soaking rains. She walks…
Originally posted on Ellie belfiglio:
Your eyes intoxicated my eyes with their warm waves! Yet your eyes intoxicated another girl… I thought love is a very splendor thing. But I see now that…
A thousand years You came to me in my sweet dreams again and you were dancing in your white Summer dress by the lake. I watched your beautiful face smiling and you were… Continue reading