Glorious love.

Love can make us feel like kings and love can make us feel like a pauper.

                           Glorious love.

We danced and learned true laughter at the small lake,
than we forgot the glorious dances and nights when we held each other so tightly.
We believed we were invincible.

Once two people whispered secret words and dreams into the deepen part of the night.
Where lovers can be free in words and in desire.

Somewhere sweet and passionate love decayed with time.
We tried to hold on with resonance of a precious love and sweet kisses.

The old feather bed we shared.
Hold the smell of sweet perfume.
Lost clothing left hidden in secret places to remind me of sweet words
and beautiful faces.

Beauty and sweet dreams is but a flower.
Time will devour the flower leaving only disdain and wishes.

Glorious love have forsaken me.
The effort to pursuit a repeat of the symphony of true love.
Can leave us in a vigil wishing to taste and touch.
To be whisk away kind and tender memories.

I know you can't return to the innocent of youth.

I wish to be young in heart. Hear the purr of a woman whispering sweet words.
Swim in the heat of the flesh and not be afraid of the ending.

                                   Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading. Any mistakes. Assist a old man. Never too old to learn.

Reviews

[Soul Fire]

Beautiful poem.It describes love so precisely. When you find it or it finds you hold on and enjoy the ride Don't take love for granted because before you know it its gone. This poem describes love in a way that you can feel the emotions,feelings,thoughts and experiences that love gives us. Very well penned.i really enjoyed this.

[Coyote Poetry]

I learn many moons ago. Real love is rare in life. Need to be content and not complain. Thank you for the comment and reading.

[Soul Fire]

I haven't experienced it yet, but I'm waiting (:

[Aubrai]

Let me use your old line. "Thanks for the excellent poetry," Coyote. :)

[poetdoug]

"Swim in the heat of the flesh and not be afraid of the ending" Great phrase--great ending my friend!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Love is a mysterious thing... make you cry when you are happy, make you weak then strong... and it can make you feel young at heart no matter what age you are.

[Sheila Kline]

I love all of your writes.........this one is so sentimental, while being very sensual at the same time!
Beautiful, and reminiscent of days gone by - oh, to have a taste of those days again is the wish of many of us. They are sweet memories for the heart and soul!

[Cole Hayley]

Beautiful wirte Coyote, "Beauty and sweet dreams is but a flower / time will devour the flower leaving only disdain and wishes" great line.

So tender, and nice my friend, I saw this pretty blondine, passing by over your poetry, and I must say she is a real muse (and stays) a real muse to you. The way you write is fantastic, just that touch of beauty and the feelings on the right place. I totally enjoyd this. You're a master in old poetry, but also in new poetry, out of memories!!!! sharing it with us is our previlege, to read... fantastic.

- Elisa

[Poetic Beauty]

Beauty and sweet dreams is but a flower.
Time will devour the flower leaving only disdain and wishes.

These are stunning words. We wish for love to last forever but alas sometimes it is not meant to be. This has stunning details and thoughts poured into each line.