The first day of Spring poems

Some mini-poems.

    

We went to the sea and I wrote your name and I love you into the sand.

You smiled and you kissed me once, you kissed me twice.

You wrote in the sand, I love you more...

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Dear Spring, you are near.

Kind Spring, the cold days, are almost gone.

I am waiting for the first sun kiss of the season.

I need to feel warm again.

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I want to fall in love again.

I want a kind woman who love to sing and dance for the midnight stars.

Please dear moon, send me a kind woman.

One who loved the whiskey and she can make me laugh again.

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Darkness had stole my heart and my mind.

The anger is overtaking my sanity.

Should I stay or go?

Am I the devil? Maybe I am showing my real face?

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I want to get drunk on kisses.

I want to find solitude and a place to rest.

I need a Gypsy gal who want the sea, the quiet forest.

I want a kind woman with the sweetest voice to tell me. 

We will be alright dear Johnnie. I will keep you warm and safe.

Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

"We went to the sea and I wrote your name and I love you into the sand.
You smiled and you kissed me once, you kissed me twice.
You wrote in the sand, I love you more..."
Coyote, your poetic words and songs of love are so enchanting....like waves breaking on the shore gently and roughly, but always perfectly. Your lines come to life as though they are on a panoramic movie screen. Your women are unforgettable and in them you reveal your passionate and loving self. Each verse here could stand alone. Tender, deeply moving, perfect.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Annette. Tomorrow 75 degrees. A taste of Spring.

[Pryde Foltz]

Darkness had stole my heart and my mind.
The anger is overtaking my sanity.
Should I stay or go?
Am I the devil? Maybe I am showing my real face?

Loving this call to love and passion, John:)

A-one.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Pryde. Anger is our downfall. We must learn to control.

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Hmm, the last stanza had a twist in this poem. I like the sense of longing of a romance that once was throughout this poem and the ending was interesting. Tyfs

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. I like to test four lines poetry. I am the epic writer.