A Poem by Coyote Poetry
May-day poetry number fourteen.
I found you letter today and I read the letter you wrote me in 1980. You took me back to a lovely time in my life. We shared a year in a kind and sweet love. I don’t remember receiving the letter and the last lines hit me hard.
“I know now why I wanted to separate. I wanted to know if I still love you. Yours Brigitte”
Dear Brigitte, we always win in sweet dreams.
“I had dreams and in my dreams, we were together- I wrote all this in my diary.”
Dear Brigitte, our best days, we shall never forget.
“I thank you for all-for touch, for being together, for all. Now I wish I can come back to you, but you want me not back.”
The ancient writers wrote. When you set a bird…
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