A naked woman

                                 A  naked woman

          (A wise artist once said. To see a nude woman is more wonderful then
           1000 beautiful paintings in a museum.)


 


















I tell the young men.
Go slow and easy.
When your eyes and heart is young.
The sweet memories will be  written on the walls of your heart.
 
When a woman allow you into the safety of her arms and emotion.
Allow your eyes to wander over her nude body.
 
The kindest gift is when a woman allowed  you to caress and touch the mysteries and secret passions of her heart and soul.
 
Never turn your eyes away.
 
 
Fifty years of life and a million journeys.
 
How many opportunities to see the gift of tender flesh?
To be able to caress  legs moving with each touch?
Feel  the warmth of soft  breasts against your skin.
 
I don't yearn for yesterday.
I'm thankful for the sweet kisses.
Feeling a woman close in the morning sun.
The gift in the dance of love and passion.
 
I don't remember all the names.
 
Faces appear sometime.
Sweet memories of beautiful woman.
Whispering come inside.
Feel the heat of my body.
Two heart roaming in the heat and passion of a sweet dream.
 
I tell the young men.
If a woman allow you inside her passion and desire.
Allow your eyes and hands to caress her till she is content.
 
 
Kiss her lips, her neck and whisper how thankful you are for her.
 
Woman are the greatest mysteries in a life.
 
When she whisper. "I need and want you.
Swim into the pleasure and be thankful for the gift of a woman desire.
 
Those beautiful naked ladies still dance in a old man head.
 
Now just gifts to bring a smile back to a old heart.
 
                 Coyote
                   March 2009

Author's Note

Gifts of love are rare. We need to be kind and tender to the people who allowed us into the secret of the burning candles and the quiet of night of love and passion.

Reviews

[Kevin Horsley]

Are these the thoughts of how you were, or are these the lessons you wish you had followed with the (good) memories you have now.
Youth has no conscience, only need and too late they ruminate about where it went.

A grand piece, my favourite poem of yours thus far. Beautifully told.

[Aidz]

Wise words indeed..... and the last line brought a smil eto this old face :)

[Shellie]

I like the tenderness with which you speak of now and reminisce a little also. I have to point out grammatical errors though - a once over read would tidy that up.

[Andrew Wright]

A walk on the line between attraction and emotion...

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Women are the beautiful visions my friend.

How, as others have said, tender. Even reading the words, the poem whispered. So delicate are these lines.

Very lovely.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

This was a lovely beautiful read! The passion and loved flowed through it like a beautiful water fall!

[quinfinn]

absolutely stunning in sentiment and reverie. truly a tribute to the tender sexuality and awesome beauty of the female form. this is a masterpiece of the intellectual assessment of the feminine in it's wonder and simple complexity, brilliant!

[Ladysue]

oh wow, this was ever so tender...beautiful memories and a wonderful last line...just lovely...

[Sheila Kline]

OMG, I just love this Coyote! Your thoughts are so very tender, and reminiscent of days of youth which have transcended time to be also those of today!
Beautiful, just beautiful with a most memorable last line!
"Tis going in my favorite file!

[Kenneth The Poet]

Not bad, great piece of work.