Some days can be perfect

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. 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 of being a designer of clothing.
I wanted only to swim in her eyes.

She was young and beautiful. Her joy for living brought hope and desire
to the lucky people she allowed near.
Jenny wanted to feel and know everything. Her desire would over take her.
I tried to make her content.

Pleasure and pain is a roller coaster ride. You can keep up or fall behind.
Love isn't ever fair.
Sweet Jenny stole a kiss and requested with a smile for me to join her in our bed.

Jenny gave me everything and wanted nothing.
Sweet love, tender words whispered in the heat of passion mean very little
in the light of the day.

Beautiful Jenny left me alone and wanting more.
I learn some days and nights can be perfect.
Time can heal all wounds.

Some woman cannot be held forever. Just for a moment in time.
Love can't be capture. Only shared and expanded.

Appreciated.

                           Coyote

Author's Note

A new poem. I hope you enjoy.

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

Love is not about holding a person....it is about accepting a person for everything he or she encompasses....good and bad. Sometimes we can feel very strong love for a person we know a short time...a connection like that can not be ignored no matter how few moments it lasts. A memory of a connection like that can get a person through a lifetime. Your words are warm and soft....and filled with true romance. Lydi**

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Lydia for reading and the comment. I like to roam to the past. The bonus of being older.

[Daisy Morgy]

I like the story brhind this poem. your a talented writer and this is a brilliant write!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for reading and the comment. Old memories become less painful with time.

[Laura Harrison]

This poem is so beautiful and it tells a great story :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for reading and the kind words.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

That a ghost from your past haunts your lines relates how cognizant you are of the past and how it has affected your present. The last lines of this poem could be a poem in and of themselves. Great job.

[Coyote Poetry]

Last line is true. Hold too tight. Can lose the kind and good people in a life. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Diana]

"Some woman cannot be held forever. Just for a moment in time.
Love can't be capture. Only shared and expanded."- A good line about loss. A deeper understanding of love, if only the kind that lasts a moment...

Great read.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Diana. I appreciate the comment. I'm a old man now. I can look back and appreciate the kind woman.

[Dhaye]

"Some woman cannot be held forever. Just for a moment in time.
Love can't be capture. Only shared and expanded."

A little bit moving. Indeed some people cannot be held forever. Only their memories.
Thanks for a beautiful write, CP.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my Poet friend. I enjoyed your writing today. I have been working the holiday schedule. Hard to find free time to write and think.