Una noche mas...

Love is never less, love is ever-more and more. June poetry twenty two.

Una noche mas..

She danced alone to the sweet Jazz. Her hips swaying slowly and her legs/feet feeling every note of the song. I went to her and I held her tightly, falling into the movement of hips and I told her.

You awake my mind, dear Cindy. You awake my soul. When I hold you close. I am fearless and bold. Dear beautiful Cindy. Make me believe, you love me. Please teach me, love is everything, love is wanting more and more.

She turned and she held me tightly and she whispered. Feel my breasts against you, hear my heart beat. We are still alive and we need to feel alive. We need gentle kiss and soft hands touching us, making us feel alive. When we are dead dear Johnnie. We won't need anything.

I whispered to her, kissed her neck, I kissed her ears and I kissed her lips. I whispered dear Cindy. How much do we need? She laughed at my words and she kissed me hard and sweetly.  She told me. Johnnie, Johnnie. We don't die till we accept death of the heart. We need the magic of someone to adore us.

I told her. I adore you dear Cindy. You make sleeping man, wish and dreams. Please una noche mas, my beautiful Cindy. She smiled and she whispered. Please take what you need and please stay with me forever. You make me smile and I need to smile.

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Robert Haigh]

Romantic, sensual and sweet! We all need love in our lives. When we find real love it is up to us to keep that love alive! And music often plays its part in kindling our fires. To quote Shakespeare: "If music be the food of love, play on!" A nicely penned poem!

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree Robert. Shakespeare was very wise. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Lydia Shutter]

So very romantic and filled with desire....one night more. That is what all of us wish for with the one we love....a passionate night at that. Beautifully written, John. Lydi**

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Lydia. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Temperance]

I feel like I've eavesdropped on a conversation between two people. :) Passion...wish more people had it! You make a sleeping man, wish and dream. Is this about a dream? It Is a nice read. Thank you. Temp

[Coyote Poetry]

I still love the Jazz clubs. Different kind of people. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Temperance]

You’re welcome.

[Dave Brown]

do you happen to have her phone number?

[Coyote Poetry]

We must go to Spain or Italy my friend. They still know passion Dave. Here in Michigan. Many pretty lonely women in the Jazz clubs. Thank you Dave for reading and the comment.