A miracle…

A miracle

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Just words.           

                     A miracle

Pale skin, hazel eyes, I adore. Eloquence words we shared.
You confessed small secrets to me and I confessed some of my secrets to you.
I savored your words, we longed and we learned.
To be merciful, generous. You were my miracle, I told you often.
We are lovers, not biologist seeking the unknown.
I gazed at your face and I told you.
Words are meaningless, love need a million kisses, love need laughter and tears.

                   Dancing Coyote