Paris
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The Fall sweet honey A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe days of Fall. Days for our life to slow down a-bit.” The Fall sweet honey. Beautiful as the rising Summer sun,sweet and kind like the fresh Fall sweet honey.She told me, if you want me.Must leave your tomb and find me.A divided heart will die a lonely… Read more
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The city of lights or anywhere. (I am tire of being locked-in. I need a vacation to anywhere.) We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his whiskey. I love Paris. Kind Paris hide the secrets well. Lovers danced on the street and kissed by the flowing river. No-one… Read more
