Flesh and bones
We are just bones/flesh and blood waiting to be turn to dust. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Why do we live? I believe a wise person lived celebrating every new-born day. We… Continue reading
We are just bones/flesh and blood waiting to be turn to dust. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Why do we live? I believe a wise person lived celebrating every new-born day. We… Continue reading
Free-falling A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Free-falling (A unforgettable muse) Once we were the crazy ones. We believed in love and we believed in forever. We were sweet Summer red wine… Continue reading
Please come home to me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just good song and story. Please come home to me I called… Continue reading
You can’t go back A Poem by Coyote Poetry After breaking a heart. Better not to look back. Can’t return back to the place of sweetness, after burning down the bridges with bad… Continue reading
Originally posted on Daydreamer:
Can I swim naked in your mind ,till I drown in the cascading terraces of your thighs,mixed up in juicy tentalments with pleasurable scales…? Can I?? I just want…
Originally posted on Ribhu:
Sleeping the weariness off in the evening after soaking my lungs with nicotine – I have a clean bed with purple flower patterns on the bedsheet – I dream…
Drink of me, my love I hid in dark places for many years. I volunteered for far off places and war. I like the places where people wanted little and not everything. Dead… Continue reading
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Can you see me? A Poem by Coyote Poetry All of us need to feel needed and wanted. Can you see me? 1600 mile to Dallas, seemed like a million miles. I’m… Continue reading