Nothing could stop me. Poetry month. April number eight.

Nothing could stop me…

I traveled 2500 miles to see your face and

nothing could stop me.

When I arrive at your home.

I will kiss your hair,

I will kiss your neck and

I will kiss your lips.

I will tell you,

I love you more than all the stars in the sky.

You are my reason to be alive.

Dancing Coyote