Tag Archive: love

First words, last words

First words, last words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words can have great power. False words can brake a heart forever. Word of true love can make us desire the moon and the… Continue reading

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A empty book. I recommend travel, to test life and laugh often.

An empty book. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to enjoy life. A good life is many friends and a lot of laughter.                                  An empty book. An empty book is a lonely… Continue reading

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The storm

                                                                 The… Continue reading

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She serene me with the sweet words of love

She serene me with the sweet words of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words of love leave us weak and needing more.                                 She serene me with the sweet words of love… Continue reading

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I remember you

I 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 remember you. The summer days were… Continue reading

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I like to see the eyes

I like to see the eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we truly can see. The eyes allow us into true places and mystery.                                I like to see the eyes I… Continue reading

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She kissed me once and once only

                                                  Sweet Brigitte She kissed me once and once… Continue reading

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The sparkles in your eyes

The sparkles in your eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and places.                  The sparkles in your eyes I remember when the sparkles in your eyes could light up the world… Continue reading

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Blue eyes

Blue eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem. A wise man always speak with love and kindness to the woman he loved.                … Continue reading

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She wore flowers in her hair

She wore flowers in her hair. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memories get better with time.                        She wore flowers in her hair I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost… Continue reading

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