The lucky oneA Poem by Coyote PoetryThe gift of love. No more honored gift.
The lucky one
She offered me a smile and a hello. I was besieged by her beauty. She asked me to dance the Texas two step. I agreed. I held her close and told her. Thank you for the dance. You are so beautiful and too kind. She kissed my cheek and whispered. Soldier, I like your style. Real men don't rush into the fire. They allow the flame to grow and become strong. Today I'm the lucky one to have met you Johnnie. I kissed her forehead and I told her. I'm the lucky one. Coyote/John Castellenas © 2014 Coyote PoetryAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on November 21, 2014 Last Updated on November 22, 2014 AuthorCoyote PoetryMIAboutA Poet and writer who love to read and write. My pleasure is reading about the bad and good in a life. Also to honor the Poets/Writers of the past by reading their words. Remember .. more.. |

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