My beautiful Daniela

Sweet memories of youth.

My beautiful Daniela.

(Written when my heart and soul was alive and free to love without fear. Written in November 1978)

 
My world was wild and crazy.
 
I'm slow down by a look of beauty and softness.
 
Her blue eyes were clear as a early morning sky.
 
Her long blond hair was blowing in the gentle breeze by the small lake
on a warm Spring day.
 
Her white summer dress showed a perfect body in the warm Spring sun.
 
Her gift of a sweet smile left me wishing to know her name.
 
I followed her.
 
She stops. Told me. "I know you.
 
You are the laughing American."
 
I was known for my drinking and being a joker.
 
We walked together.
 
She told me all her dreams.
 
I told her my dreams.
 
Our hands felled together on a beautiful hot Spring day.
 
By the light of  candles and sweet red German wines we begin to learn to  love.
 
Soft kisses lead to passion and desires only seen by the darkness of the lonely  night.
 
Now I have my lady in dressed in white.
 
My lady who teaches  me to love being alive.
 
I'm complete for the first time.
 
My Daniela, always complete.
 
In clothing or waiting for me nude on our soft bed.
 
She is a gift to my eyes and heart.
 
She fulfilled my soul and spirit.
 
I bring her close.
 
Whisper. "You are my dream.
 
You would be my Angel in sweet dreams till life leave my body.  
 
I love you my beautiful Daniela."
                       
                    Coyote
                     27 Nov. 1978
 
 
 
 
 
 

Author's Note

A old poem. Youth is the sweetest wine. We need to swim in the mystery and passion of the opening of true love. Usually happen once once in a lifetime.

Reviews

[Christina May Shanaberg]

Line 2--I'm "slowed" down by a look (vision might work better here) of beauty and softness.
Line 6--Her gift of a sweet smile "leaves" me wishing to know her name.
Line 17--Now I have my lady dressed in white.
Line 26--You "will" be my Angel in sweet dreams till life "leaves" my body.

I just love poems and stories which refer to passion and intimate love in a respectful way. This poem was a joy to read and makes one reflect on that special love that may have found its way to our life. A beautiful and lovely write!

[Dinesh Sairam]

Sorry, I forgot to rate this :)

[maddie marshall]

beautifully written

[Nathan Thompson]

Very touching Coyote. Love in its simpliest and purest form. Thank you for sharing.

[Jessica Mai]

This is a beautiful write. The simplicity of love is expressed well in this poem. The descriptions are stunning.

[Audrie]

This piece is so warm and dare I say fuzzy - It makes me aware that love has the possibility that that tender love exists and lasts.

[Dinesh Sairam]

"I bring her close.
Whisper you are my dream."

Lo! How I wish dreams and reality could interchange.. Sigh!

Few can swim across the ocean of love, I have drowned.

Awesome poetry.. reminded me of my past.

[Awdures]

This was an excellent memorial to sweet love of youth. It's intimate without being sticky. It's refreshing to see this ode from one of the opposite sex ;)

[Clemmy]

wow...its true.. your poem is great, it is indeed, I cant stop reading it over and over again.. wil do the same when i am grown... it is filled with love admiration, emotion and youthfulness, bravo!

[Daniel Gardner]

Nicely written. People like that tend to stick with us forever.

[Jenna]

wow, this was sweet. :) i enjoyed it, good write.