My ambrosia

Just words.

My Ambrosia

 
Those eyes, your moving feet.
You stole my heart and my soul.
And I asked you.
Baby, my love , my darling.
What do you need?
I would steal the moon and the stars to make you smile.
Pretty lady smiled and she whispered,
Johnnie, you are my ambrosia,
and I want you to whispered some poetry of love,
to make me feel like I am the only one.

 
Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Some words.

Reviews

[Robert Trakofler]

How come this never happens to the bunny you lucky dog!!! Oops I mean coyote yep I would give a lot for those legs but more than likely get buyers remorse when she chucked the rabbit for a cannis

[Coyote Poetry]

Just a photo, pretty photos make us remember. Thank you Robert for reading and the comment.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

such passionate words...and what a beautiful woman in the picture...a poet's dream...a muse
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree. Women are our muses and can be our sirens. Thank you Jacob for reading and the comment.