A wisp of a thought.

December poetry number seventeen.

                  A wisp of a thought..

Pretty girl sat alone. She moved her pretty legs slow and easy. He watched the legs moving and I adored her pretty face. He turned back to my whiskey and he drank her down. He felt breathing upon my neck. The pretty gal whispered to me. Johnnie, I ain't pretty enough for you tonight? I was waiting for a invitation. He turned to her and he told her. You are the most beautiful lady in my world dear Sofia. She smiled and she told me. You are pretty too Johnnie. I need a man to make me smile tonight, I need dancing and good whiskey, and a sea walk. Are you a brave man? 

He looked into her coffee brown eyes and he told her. Men are just a wisp of a thought for a dangerous woman. The young lady decide is a man worthy or not? She laughed at his words and she asked him. Are we prey or predator? Are the woman, the predator dear poet? 

He told her, I love your pale skin, I love your blond hair and I love the coyness in your smile. But us men, just beggars at the feet of the beautiful ladies. We must excite the mind first and maybe the kind woman. Will say hello.

She asked him. You sit alone, drink the whiskey till you are blinded, just observing the people. Do you want to be alone? He smiled  and he told her. I love Texas. The women are tall, spirited and they ask the lonely man to dance. I believe, in Texas. The women are steadfast, brave and strong. 

She laughed at his words and she told him. You tavern poets, I do love. Can you Texas-two step as good as you can talk? He told her. Sofia, Sofia, my beautiful Sofia. I believe I can Texas-two step better than I can write. Sofia gave him a sneaky smile and she asked. Can you take me dancing tonight? Or will you drink yourself to a early death?

He looked at her radiant smile, her demanding eyes. He told her. I prefer to dance with the prettiest gal in Austin. If she allowed me to.

Sofia bowed to him and she told him. Almost eleven and the night is getting older. Let's go dancing now and allow my feet to move about to the good songs. I need you to make me smile tonight and I will teach you to laugh again.

I arose from my seat and she took my hands and she whispered. We play these parts for three years every Friday and Saturday night. I believe you want me to tempt you Johnnie. Do you adore me Johnnie?

I told her. You know I love you Sofi. Dear Sofi, you are a majestic beauty. I come to Austin, praying and hoping to be with you, hoping for a dance, hoping for a kiss. You are my Texas miracle.

She told him. No Johnnie, you are my sugar and spice, everything nice. I appreciate you too. You make me feel beautiful and special. He whispered to her. You are my Texas sweetheart, I love you so.

Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading and the comment.

Reviews

[Kim S.]

She laughed at his words and she told him. You tavern poets, I do love. Can you Texas-two step as good as you can talk? He told her. Sofia, Sofia, my beautiful Sofia. I believe I can Texas-two step better than I can write. Sofia gave him a sneaky smile and she asked. Can you take me dancing tonight? Or will you drink yourself to a early death?

I really like this part, this is wonderful and vivid and cute
muchly enjoyed

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Beckie. I spend seven years station at Fort Hood. I learn. Women can save you.

[Mary Jain]

Good one and the words creating enough to make the story line flowing.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Mary. I appreciate the comment.

[Relic]

It sounds like he fell for her big time. Music, ambiant lighting, and good drink can set the tone for romance nicely. Your stories are always good, Coyote. You have a style that's getting better all the time.

I enjoyed this a lot. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Good afternoon my friend and thank you for reading and the kind words. I do appreciate.

[Shannon O'Gara]

Lovely to read a piece of writing that is different, unusual and intriguing.
Thank you for sharing with us Coyote!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Shannon for reading and the comment. I appreciated the kind words.

[Crowley]

Sometimes a tavern poet can get smiled upon...lol. Mostly we get run out of townbut there are those nights!!!! Loved the warmth and candor of the situation. Made me smile.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right Crowley. I was lucky. I had friendly people in most places. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Chris Shaw]

Whiskey, dancing and pretty brown eyed Sofia. Much better to have company than be alone. This played out beautifully like a movie scene. I felt the Texan heat here Coyote.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Chris. I could some Texas heat today. Mighty cold in Michigan.

[Chris Shaw]

Wrap up warm my friend. It is quite mild here, but windy and wet with it :)

[MsJewel]

So wonderfully sweet and romantic. I've missed reading your lovely tales of life, love, romance. :) Julie

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear friend. I need a few years in Austin, Texas to write my novel. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Neville]

How lucky you both were to have met when you did .. and even more so that Johnnie C retained that wisp of a thought long enough to capture in its fullest beauty & post here now where it shall be saved and savoured for all eternity ............. Neville

[Coyote Poetry]

I loved Texas Neville. Never a dull night and thank you for reading and the comment.

[Neville]

............................ :)

[Fran Marie]

The stars are big and bright
in Texas; special miracles
always happening in Texas
a lovely poem so we'll expressed

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Fran. In Texas. They love to drink and dance. This is cool and thank dear friend for reading and the comment.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Wow, You reallyy know how to tug on the heartstrings with your powerful story.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you, my friend and Happy New year.