My first love

A rewrite

My first love

A Poem by Coyote Poetry

Written in 1978. When youth was my advantage.

                                   My First love

A sweet and beautiful young woman came to me , her smile opened the door to conversation on a warm Germany Spring day in 1978..

The first taste of the her sweet lips.
Our two hands becoming one and
long walks and talks leading  two people to sweet dreams and wishes.

I learn  the  feeling of love can’t be stop.
When love touches the heart.
Life had reason and purpose.

When she love is near.
I feel alive and strong.
I feel weak and safe at the same time.

All I do is think of her.
The girl with the beautiful blue eyes and  who love to dance.

Her love torn down years of disappointment.
I feel strong and content.

I need her body near.
To taste her sweet lips day and night.

To swim in her love forever and know peace.

Sweet love, paradise of the warm sun and cold nights.
Allowed two hearts to become one.

I will always love you my beautiful Daniela.

Coyote
1978

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[The dark story]

"When love touches the heart.
Life had reason and purpose."
The most captivating lines in the poem which induces familiar thoughts and emotions. I simply love the simplicity and the purity of this piece expressing a blissful emotion -love without any extravagant ornaments. The amalgamation of sweetness and passion makes it so ravishing and touching.
Art truly canonizes its subjects. Your poem is one such example.
Thank you so much for sharing

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Atiba. I appreciate the comment. When love is new. Our heart is alive.

[Dave]

John -
The time and place were different, but the feelings, the passion and best of all the love was the same.
What a beautiful jogging of wonderful memories. You have me remembering so many fantastic moments - that you.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Dave. All of us have our first love. Rarely kept and always remembered.

[Ken Simm.]

This pinpoints the feelings I had when I met my first. Lovely John

[Coyote Poetry]

Our first true love. Always a sweet and bittersweet memory. Thank you Ken for reading and the comment.

[~Sarah~ Idríel T..]

She has the same hair color as me. =D

Sweet poem that tells of first love, thank you for sharing it and the photo of her.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Sarah. A very old photo. I carry with me for 10 years. Never forget your first real love.

[~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair]

I do not forget. I married my first love. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You were lucky. I'm glad for you.

[~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair]

I'm glad too. =)

I wish you every drop of happiness.

[PortraitsOfTheHeart]

I love this. Poetry, or any writing, that comes from one's own personal experience is always the most powerful and beautiful. I want to read more!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Poet. Many poems for this woman.

[Arky]

A very beautiful ditto. Nothing overbearing and a sweet memory. Would just check a lil grammar unless there is a play with words I'm not seeing.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Arky. I need a editor.

[Giulia King]

A very sweet, loving poem! I really love this one but it makes me sad.

[Coyote Poetry]

A very old poem. Written in 1978. I appreciate the comment.

[Sami Khalil]

A memorable moment in your life. A great taste of sweet love. A celebration of lasting friendship that will never be forgotten...:)..........

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Sami. I appreciate the comment.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome, sir....:: :))))