The kiss.

November poetry number eight.

The kiss..

The old poet write by the sea, he scribble words to faces, places missed and gone. The radiant morning sun sun-kissed his face and he told the Pacific ocean. The poet’s wealth, remembering the sweet kisses he had gathered.

The great sex, the good drink and the beauty of the world become just a canvas for the poet to paint his words. He wrote to paper.

“Those kisses, the hands interlacing, the midnight moon. The soft chimes of the city bells aroused our hearts and all we needed was the embrace and the sweetest kisses.

You were my Agnes and I was your Hemingway. We loved the ancient cities, red sweet wine and the sea.

I loved to kiss the softness and whiteness of soft skin of your neck, whisper to you, you are everything to me my love. We went a million kisses deep and I wanted more.”

You told me often in the Spring of my youth. Let’s allow silence to show us calmness, let’s allow our fingers and hands to know. We need each other and let’s kiss till we cannot no-more. Love need reminders, kindness and gentleness. You are the love of my life.

Once blushing beauty stole my heart and the tragedy of time. Humbled my heart, when I learned. The blessing of love near, a thousand kisses shared become the poet’s wealth and everlasting memory.

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Your November poem brings memories of love and passion to a dull November day, reminding the reader how sweet love is at its height. All those wondrous kisses and in a beautiful setting. Always good to read you my friend. Good wishes to you and your grandkids. Have fun.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Chris for reading and the comment. I hope you are doing well and having some fun.

[Marina]

Your romantic nature still flows from your pen, dear Coyote. Always gently and effortlessly, with wisdom, of life and love for all of us to enjoy and embrace. Nice to read you again. Always a pleasure to peruse your writing.💛

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Marina for reading and the comment. I am always glad to see your name.

[Patricia]

This is loving and lovely. A kiss should never be underestimated, it’s powerful, energizes the heart and soul, it’s a commitment all in itself. It’s the beginning and the end of our relationships, it’s bliss to feel another’s lips and skin on our lips and it carries such memories that we beg for more of them and are incomplete without them. So much power in this write. Well done!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Patricia for reading and the kind words. I appreciate the positive comment.

[Amber Stone]

Lovely way writing this poem, Coyote, feels like a short diary inside the poem .... and a poem inside the diary of love and time, its an amazing symbiosis. and soo well done. amazing images, no need for quirky literary resources to express your spirit and rhythm on it. i love beauty and humbleness, everywhere, every hour, every minute...even by writing, and that can be found also in ur poems. admiring your work, following it close, even from far (overseas). sincerely, Amber :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Amber for reading and the comment. Hello from Michigan.

[Cherrie]

Day 8 burns with memories devine and time lost.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Cherrie. Those warm kissed, never forgotten.

[Kerra]

This is a wonderful and lovely read

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Kerra. The first kiss, written to the heart forever.