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REBLOG: Please don’t miss this amazing piece by a incredible Talent, John Coyote. ❤
Fool’s gold Once we held hands and we talks of the great escape. We drank expresso coffee and we walked on the Monterey pier. I savored your sweet voice and I remember. I held you like you were my love in the Winter storms of the Pacific in 1993.Lonely days compelled us to fall together. […]Fool’s gold… — johncoyote
They told me yesterday that you had passed. I was startled by how
hard it hit me. Your my "Ex". What am I feeling? Why does it feel
like a punch in the gut?
I don't know exactly when we lost it. When it had just.... gone.
You were my forever. You were going to be the last person I
laid eyes on as I took my last breath. Or so I thought; hoped.
In the early days, we were so enraptured with each other, the
world outside of "us" just didn't matter. There were years with
you that I could not believe how incredibly, blissfully, happy
I was. If you looked into my eyes, I knew you were seeing
forever, just as I was seeing it in yours. How did we let that go? We somehow went from not wanting to live without the other to
not being able to stand the sight of the other. How? Years after we parted, I was sitting at a red light in my car
when I suddenly broke down, sobbing at the loss of what we had.
The Treasure, the Dreams that we let slip through our fingers.
The divorce didn't break me. The years of loneliness didn't
It was What We Had Meant To Each Other and What We Had Built
Together. That's what broke me. To Squander such happiness... such love.... It's rare to experience such a depth of passion, bliss,
appreciation, devotion, friendship and love as what we shared.
For that, I am forever grateful for having had you in my life.
I pray that you are at peace.
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body language played
shadows intertwining weaving our
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I've never had anything of real value Just a few trinkets I've no palatial dwelling no shiny chariot I have no gold or silver to barter with My meals are simple fair My riches have amounted to the warmth of the sun chasing away the chills. The earth prosperous and abundant with life all around me. I have water enough to quench these lips and nourish my garden All that I require is provided me But, you... Having you gave me something worth losing Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson
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