A evening blessing.

A evening blessing, you are….
My love, waiting patiently for my return.
I told her.
You make me believe,
life is wonder and beauty.
You make me know mystery and unknown.
When I look into your eyes,
I feel loved and meaningful.
Let’s find the sea,
let’s find a Irish Pub,
drink Irish coffee on the Monterey pier.
Please allow me to be blessed by those loving eyes.
Dancing Coyote
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Thank you my friend.
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A beautiful moment. And to finding an Irish pub– I’ll second that!
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Me too. I could use a tap beer. Thank you for reading and the comment my friend.
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