I remember love..

My muse is alive tonight.

I remember love...

I do remember love,

love was sweet,

love was kind.

The sweetest days,

stealing touches and stealing kisses.

When the heart is young and hopeful.

We reach out for the innocence of the hopeful days.

Where two become one in the dance of love.

I remember the fearless days of youth where we can be fearless and unafraid.

I remember love.

She was barely eighteen and I was nineteen.

We locked the doors and we tried to reach the pinnacle of love peak.

We didn't know,

if you reach the pinnacle of love.

You will fall.

I remember love.

She was so sweet,

she was so kind.

Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.