My ambrosia A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. coyotepoetrebloggedcitroenzx My Ambrosia Exposed legs, open bottle of wine and the dust of the day is a-coming. You have waited for me. You sat near the window and swam in deep thoughts. I wondered do you think of me, sipping the sweet red wine? I […]
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