A poem for April. The poetry month. The coastline..


The Coastline..


I fell in love with her on a December morning.
I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty.
Her power.

I walk quickly to her.
She was dancing on the shore.

Nothing could equal her beauty.
I gazed in wonder for hours sitting on the sand.

How could I have not escape to her beauty before this day?

Now I walk up and down the shore.
Watching the waves.
The beauty of her be-witched my heart.

I knew when I left her.
I would yearn for her sight.
Never be complete till she was dancing my  feet again.

My love was the Pacific ocean.
The peaceful sea.

I wish to be with her today.

                 Coyote
               December 1992
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