Originally posted on johncoyote:
Rear-end of a so-call love. A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime little is better than none. ?Rear-end of a so-call love. She poured the tequila andshe told me I’m the only one. I whispered..To the only one I’m holding tonight.?I ?kissed her ?tequila soaks lips. We engulfed in a laughter. We were just two…

Originally posted on I Write Her:
Artem Maltsev – Unsplash extending beyondleaving mother’s milk behindindependent now

Originally posted on forgottenmeadows:
Contemplation?of the quiet mind… as it slowly rewinds the cascading waves of thoughts falling in an infinite abyss of feelings that drift in your eyes floating in the skies of everlasting dreams drifting with the winds of dark storms looming at the edge of the sea as you fly free in…