April, poetry month. Number one. She was an eloquence woman.

April is the month for poetry. My goal is 30 poems for the month of April. This is number one.

Eloquence woman.

She asked me. Johnnie, you come to me and we talk till darkness.

I read my books to you and we drink coffee.

We are sea walkers and you hold my hand softly, dear Johnnie.

You never talk of the past and you told me often. Life is now.

I told her, my eloquence woman, my kindest and sweetest friend.

You and me, we have learned. Love must be patience.

I need you nearby, I need to see your eyes and hear your sweet voice.

I am a soldier and you are the eloquence lady who paint the sea and the faces near.

I have stolen enough kisses and now I need good memories.

I need the sea and you, my dear eloquence friend.

She smiled and she kissed my hands and she told me.

I believe the same dear Johnnie. Love should be our best days.

We need sea days and to rest in the silence of love blessing.

Johnnie