Some days can be perfect
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Life is like the sea. We can be as powerful as a Winter storm or quiet as the smooth dance of the morning tide.
Some days are perfect…
Wine, dance and the song.
The good days are long and sweet.
The tasty and sweet wines open the doors to new friendships and possibilities.
New songs are written upon our heart and minds.
Sweet Jenny, long auburn hair and eyes of river blue.
Her legs as long as the Mississippi river danced by the small lake.
She fell to the ground and she drew a heart in my journal. Wrote my name inside and rose
up and gave me sweet kisses and a warm embrace.
We drank the Germany September red wine.
Weak in alcohol and sweet in the taste of fruit.
She loved to dress up. She great dreams…
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