Maybe love, maybe not?

Maybe love, maybe not?

A Poem by Coyote Poetry

 The heart never forget the first or our first love. 

Maybe love, maybe not?

Poem one-  Dear Bridgette, please allow me to hold you in our small bed. Please my dearest love, let’s make this our greatest night.  Please take your long bath and I will bring you a glass of sweet red wine to you. I will wash your hair and I will wash you back. I will read poetry to you and we fall nude into the comfort of our warm blankets. I will tell you, you are the love of my life.

Poem two-  O so sweet, O so soft, Oso sweet she is.– Ben Jonson

She would tell me tales of yesterday and she would tell me tales of love, not war.

She would tell me tales of kisses, not anger.

She loved to smile and she loved to laugh. She was a delight to be near.

I told her, the sun is rising and the new day will allow us to find new adventures my noble lady, my mystic lady.

Let’s buy a bottle of tequila and some lemons. Let’s drink and dance for the sea.

Let’s make the Goddess of the sea smile and Let’s make the sun laugh at our tomfoolery of two people seeking love and happiness.

She kissed me once, she kissed me twice and she whispered to me. We can write a new tale. 

Where we can win.

Coyote