Spring Fever...

Good to be young, good to have the sun on our faces and love near.

  

Spring fever...

1- Prettiest gal in Michigan on a April sunny day told me.

Please adore me, please let's gather our dreams and hopes together.

Let's dance for the days of April and

allow our love to grow like the wildflowers.

Trying to touch the sun.

2-  She told me. Please swirl me one more time, near the Lake St. Clair on a April morning.

Please allow our love to grow like the wild plants reaching for the sky, near the lake.

Please steal many kisses from me and make me desire more kisses.

Allow Saint Clare of Assisi to see love is alive and still, so sweet.

Please make me believe.

You love me only.

3- Anymore, nevermore and forevermore.

If we seek less or

if we seek more.

Can we find peace, can we know love?

Prettiest girl in my world asked me.

Do you love me my darling?

I told her, 

you are the sun, you are the moon to my happy heart.

Without you, I would live in darkness.

You are my everything and more.

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading and the comment.

Reviews

[Neville]

I sense she has just turned the corner and can feel the warmth on my face as I look upward and toward her .. isn't it amazing what spring does to a fella, even an old one like me .. another beautiful love poem from Coyote's pen .. yearning for warmer climes and writing about old ones is how I spend much of my free time these days too ..

[Coyote Poetry]

The warm days are here in Michigan Neville. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Neville]

My sincere pleasure sir .. Its getting warmer here too Johnnie C

[John the Baptist]

April, which usually brings the first relief from winter's cold, is naturally a setting for love. "The prettiest gal in Michigan" was there at just the right time.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my kind friend. I am just enjoying the days of Spring.

[emmajoygreen]

You create magic about love, sir... and everyone should smile at the pleasure you create in word, thought and hope!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Emma. First poem in awhile. In my day of my youth. I knew Spring fever. Now I plant the garden.

[Sami Khalil]

Magical moments of romance wrapped up in spring outlooks that will be lived and remembered forever. I'm losing count of how many gals you had.

[Coyote Poetry]

Just needed a Spring fever poem and a Elvis song. My Spring fever is working in my garden. Thank you Sami for reading and the comment.

[Sami Khalil]

Ah, ok. You are welcome Coyote poetry.

[The_Ancient_Rock]

I like that...

Very good.

And sounds very good and true. As always Coyote.

Soldier on! We're going 'till the end. At least... some day...

;)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right my friend and thank you for reading and the comment.

[The_Ancient_Rock]

You are most welcome.

[W. Barrett Munn]

A delicate comparison of budding spring with budding love as only the coyote can present it.

Winston

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Winston for reading and the comment. I love the warm days of Spring.