No more goodbyes

We will learn and know too many goodbyes in our life.

                               No more goodbyes


I caressed her auburn hair. Wrapped my arms around her. I whispered in her ear, "I don't like the goodbyes. We had too many already. I would rather leave with silence. The silence can turn to sweet dreams or nightmares if we forget what we had held and needed once."

She sat upon my lap. Resting her head upon my shoulder. I smelled the perfume of flowers in her hair and the sweet scent of gentle perfume from her skin. I caressed her long legs and told her, "If we are lucky we can find the place where love was all we needed and the vows made to the burning candles and the nights are not forgotten."

I left her before the morning light of the new day. I was driving away from her and already envisioned the curve of her body. I was missing the sound of her voice and laughter. The softness of her skin against my skin. I wanted to turn back and I knew. Bad decisions led me to her and from her. Today I wished for more tender kisses and long embraces in the lonely and cold nights of Winter.

I left her house in Clinton, Michigan and got on I-94 west. With each mile separating us. I knew. This would be the last dance with someone I loved for the long time. We had a long goodbye. I kissed and embraced her. We talked very little. When goodbye is the final word. Better to hold silence and not waste words. She told me, "I love you Johnnie. You are someone I cannot forget. You loved me at my best and my worst. No words of goodbye today. Just until we meet again my sweet Johnnie."

I have been a wanderer and a Gypsy my entire life. My father was a rolling stone. Six wives and eleven kids. I have been more polite. Didn't leave no babies raising themselves.

I know we give a part of us to each lover, sort of a cancer, till one day, the heart is gone and dissolved. I left my lover and I felt the pain already. I knew you cannot return from where you departed.






                                   Coyote/John Castellenas
                               Written in 1994/rewrote in 2014

Author's Note

Old poetry with a re-write.

Reviews

[Mirra]

"If we are lucky we can find the place where love was all we needed and the vows made to the burning candles and the nights are not forgotten."
Sweet words until the last moment, goodbye is always a sad thing and it is the most painful part of all love stories but this made me smile "No words of goodbye today. Just until we meet again my sweet Johnnie." At least, even if I don't know what happened to them today I know they will continue their love story. This is a masterpiece!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right. In words. Love never can die. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Mirra]

It's worth reading. You are certainly welcome :-)

[Konigin]

Amazing! Awoke emotions that I have felt not too long ago. Great read, brilliant pen! Bravo. I loved it!

I know we give a part of us to each lover, sort of a cancer, till one day, the heart is gone and dissolved. I left my lover and I felt the pain already. I knew you cannot return from where you departed.

Perfect. Never stop writing. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Chelsea. Love is tender and most of us learn too late. No better place to be.

[Konigin]

Your welcome! I agree completely. :)

[Pryde Foltz]

have been a wanderer and a Gypsy my entire life. My father was a rolling stone. Six wives and eleven kids. I have been more polite. Didn't leave no babies raising themselves.

I know we give a part of us to each lover, sort of a cancer, till one day, the heart is gone and dissolved. I left my lover and I felt the pain already. I knew you cannot return from where you departed.

Brillian, brilliant, brilliant. You are a gifted pen. So emotive and so eloquent.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Pryde for your kind words. Good to have the Gypsy spirit. Keep us young in heart.

[Cryingkate]

Oh My God guys.. I just posted a poem from a phrase I've held in my head " A Gypsy's Song Of Tears"
It's been in my head over 40 years an just posted it and then see U 2 talking about Gypsy's.. Wow what a synch

[Honey-Bee]

If we are lucky we will find the place where love was all we needed...love this line! Isn't love all we really need? Love the poem! Thanks for sharing!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Honey-Bee. Old words become better with time.

[s y e]

I prefer to say 'see you later' or 'until next time' or maybe 'see you soon' but never goodbye, goodbye means forever and I don't want to lose anyone forever. I loved how you have written this one John, it's perfect.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my Poet friend. You honor me with the kind words.

[~Sarah~ Idríel T..]

Really heartbreaking, it made me sad. Thank you for sharing.

Always well written, the best of you.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Sarah. I appreciate you stopping by and reading. I do appreciate.

[~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair]

No thanks needed, always love to read your poetry.

[dianalondon]

Beautiful and romantic perfection!

[外人 (Gaiji..]

That's so deep and true !
"I know we give a part of us to each lover, sort of a cancer, till one day, the heart is gone and dissolved."
That line caught my attention, it is so poetic and, again, so true !
Your poetry is always full of wise words.
Great poem about something we all know, goodbyes are just hard to deal with.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Le parisien. Love is our best and worst day in a life.

[Lyn Anderson]

I love these pieces. I am starting to feel like they are a book, or a movie. I am so moved by them. There are a few minor corrections, a missing s etc. here or there. I will send them to you.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for the help and reading. The old poetry is the best poetry. Writing while living it. Make it better.

[Lyn Anderson]

Hi. I wrote a poem for you. It doesn't do it justice, but I tried. I tried to send a read request but it failed, anyway, it's called Coyote.

[M.K. Jawdat]

I know we give a part of us to each lover. Sort of
a cancer, till one day. Heart is gone and dissolved.
I left my lover and I felt the pain already. I knew
you cannot return from where you departed.
Splendid write very very nice

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for reading and the positive comment. I do appreciate.