We can be humble by true beauty.
Life can weaved us to places and situations.
Blushing beauty can besiege our heart.

Heaven and hell is at our finger tips.

Sweet girl wearing her red dress.
Dancing with the beat of the music.
Her short skirt moving with the music allowing the vision of her  garter belt
and beautiful legs to be seen by me.

We can drink and sink into sorrow or ascent into the exquisite of true beauty.
I watch the girl wearing her silk dress and a chain of pearls.
I fall into perfume dreams. Guiltless thoughts of her in her night dress.
The night dress falling to the ground and her falling into my arms.

Sweet Beatrice came to me.
Told me I promised her walk on the bay.
She fall to her knees and wrapped her arms around me.
Told me she wanted a evening at the silent sea.
Wanted to drink some sweet red wine and be with me.

A wise man is humble by the eloquence of a beautiful woman,
willing to strip off her veil  and open the doors to the comfort of true
love and passion.

Two people sitting together on the Monterey bay.
Lucky to be able to gaze at  the full moon lighting up the night.
Watching  the waves dance upon the shore.

Best days and nights of a life is when we are swimming in the comfort
of love and being near the sea.

Coyote