Would you? Could you?


O so sweet, O so soft…


My dearest miracle, I was alone till you blessed me with your sweet kiss and your gentle voice. Once I asked you. Would you, could you, love me? You whispered. After 50 years of, O so sweet, O so soft, we shall know, promises made are meaningless, lover’s meet, lover’s dance and lover’s learn. Time together is the proof of lover’s wisp.


I do love you.


     Dancing Coyote

Category : poetry