Mystery and wonder

Just words.

                              Mystery and wonder

It was a Germany warm Summer, the days were long and easy. You and I had no-place to you. You were my German girl with eyes of hazel who loved to dance and to sing.

You made me brave and fearless. We searched for grand adventures every weekend. We travel from Hamburg, Germany to Basel, Switzerland.  I was your Hemingway and you were my Agnes.

We loved the mountains and the open valleys. You taught me how to free climb and I taught you how to count stars. I remember Florence, Italy. You wore your white Summer dress and you walked barefoot in the hidden valleys of the ancient city. We shared the ambrosia wine and walked, talked, explored the secret and hidden beautiful places of Florence.

I remember we found a private place and you began to dance. You slowly took off dress, panties and bra. Laid them neatly on the ground. You began to dance in the wildflower field and you became part of the moving flowers. You create perfect landscape for my eyes to see.

You laid nude upon your falling clothing for my blessed eyes to see and worship. I whispered to you. You are the most beautiful wildflower in the valley.

You smiled and you asked me. Am I still pretty dear poet?

I told her. I love you more than my life. She kissed me and she whispered. I love you more.

                            Johnnie/Coyote

Author's Note

New words.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

WOWZA! Your sunburst of inspiration is still humming, despite being back from your California trip for a while now! *smile* This is one of your very best! I love the way you tell this story, especially this line: “You taught me how to free climb and I taught you to count stars” – the significance of that line could reach to the stars, regarding how far these symbols cause the mind to explore. Beautiful graceful description of ending dance, too! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Margie. I appreciate the comment and the kind words.

[An owl on the moon]

It seems that wherever you go, your poetry comes to life in the deepest waves of bliss. My son was in Germany last summer and loved it so much. Seems it has magic enough for all.

[Coyote Poetry]

Germany Spring and Summer. Beautiful. Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Crowley]

What a graceful write. I really loved the lightness and the being and the love and the dancing. This sounds like a perfect day. Great writing my man!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Crowley. Good to have been young once.

[Onlyme]

Beautiful sentimental, romantic and passionate. I could just picture this couple and this glorious tale unfold. Simply magic. Being in love and travelling and exploring this amazing planet called earth.

[Coyote Poetry]

We need to. Traveling make our life more better and enjoyable. Thank you Dee for reading and the comment.

[Onlyme]

I agree wholeheartly with you Coyote. :)

[sette]

such a romantic sentiment in a romantic setting and the comparison to a wildflower says it all

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear friend for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Chris Shaw]

Tender and loving moments in a backdrop of beautiful cities. I always enjoy your posts Coyote. They are entertaining, often romantic and far more than just words.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Chris. I appreciate the comment. You are very kind.

[Paul Bell]

Just words sound great to me.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Paul for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Ghania]

Beautiful. So soothing. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Ghania. I appreciate the comment.