First love

Once, in a sweet memory. A sweet and beautiful young woman came to me, her kind smile opened the door to conversation on a warm Germany Spring day in 1978..
The first taste of the her sweet lips, our two hands becoming one, the long walks and talks leading two people to sweet dreams and wishes.

I learn the feeling of love can’t be stopped.
When love touches the heart,
life had reason and purpose.

When my love was near,
I felt alive and strong,
I felt weak and safe at the same time.

All I did was think of her.
The girl with the beautiful blue eyes and who love to dance.
Her love torn down years of disappointment and
I feel strong and content.

I needed  her body near, to be able to taste her sweet lips, in the light of day  and deep into the night. To swim in her love forever and know peace.
Sweet love, paradise of the warm sun and cold nights.
Allowed two hearts to become one.

 
I will always love you my beautiful Daniela.

Coyote
1978