When love is near

People Standing in Front of Sunlight While Holding Hands

When love is near.





You and I, we  love the Big Sur.

We wanderlust her from sea to the hidden waterfall.

I loved your sly kisses at the River Inn and the long conversations

about the song, the poetry and the ocean.

We loved the unplanned road trips and discovering hidden beauty.

My endearing wish is,

to feel your soft fingers interlacing my hands and hearing the gentleness

of your voice.

You asked me in late Fall,

are you running to me or away from me?

I brought you closer and I whispered.

I am walking with you my love,

hoping our path become one in a sweet wish.

Forever and a day.



              Dancing Coyote