Midnight confessions

Just words

                             

         Midnight confessions.

Once I played the fool for you. I painted us together as forever lovers in a world of give and take. You were my Juliet and I was your Romeo. You were untamed, beautiful and you left me breathless and wanting.

You lifted a veil of innocence and made the nights become frenzy and not controlled. I wrote upon your bare skin with content fingertips and gentle oil.
"You are my poetry.
You are my love.
You are my curse and my blessings.
You are everything I need"

You laughed at my words and you whispered the midnight confession, lover whispered when lust, lips and the body demand payment. Glistering tan legs, stomach and tempting shoulders and beautiful face.  Made me wish upon a Winter star. Please stay.

Old Poet sat alone in a Ann Arbor tavern and wrote into a journal.
"You were not poetry.
You were not love.
You were a curse and a blessing.
You made the nights come alive and taught me.
Love is so damn sweet and so damn painful."

Today I would do the journey again and I wished upon the Summer stars. Please bring Jenny back to me. I'm willing to pay the price. I know. Love cost splenty and I'm willing to pay the payment.

                            John Castellenas/Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

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Deep and poignant as always......

Life is full of experiences, some positive, some negative. What they both become in time is memories. To live in the moment, is to live life to its full potential. Choices are made and memories are stored. Hindsight is a beautiful thing. If only we could have use of it in those much needed moments. Lovers would never be lost and heartache could be avoided.

Regrets are all a part of life. And for each of us, they shape who we were and who we have become.

Another beautiful write, Coyote. Soft, gentle and wisdom for the heart. Well Done.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Dooley. I appreciate the comment.

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

"You were a curse and a blessing."

very relatable words - they are applicable to anyone who experienced a temporary amount of joy or said goodbye to a pleasant experience

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right my friend. When we are young. We can be very foolish in the emotion of love.

[richieb]

I really enjoyed this poem Coyote. A beautiful woman of golden skin, lustful curves and passionate promises tends to cause men to sell the farm and dam'n tomorrow.
A poem of desire and lost dreams. Great imagery. Makes an old man cry.
Richie b.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Sarah Nicole Nadler]

Beautiful words. This is how it feels to be loved and broken

[Coyote Poetry]

Can feel this way Purple Muse. Each of us will torture ourselves differently. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Valentine]

John, these memories are what makes you...you. A lot of people would love to have even one of these memories to hang on to. Valentine

[Coyote Poetry]

Today I would agree. 30 years later. Pain was worth the journey. Thank you my friend for reading and the comment.

[boygene borice]

This is deep. I can feel the emotions of the persona. it hurts when the one you love, is playing fool of you

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree my friend and thank you for reading and the comment.

[Xuru]

I try to steer away from feedback if I can't offer anything constructive, but I loved it. I couldn't resist leaving something in this box for you.

Well done.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Xuru. I appreciate the comment.

[Anahat]

Lovely and heartfelt.
Cheers
Anahat :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Anahat. I appreciate the comment.

[Ken Simm.]

You are a poet who has known love. Necessary qualification for all poets. You have also know pain, loss as here and known service. Some would say that is why your poetry is so brilliant.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are very kind Ken. I appreciate the positive words.

[Hebe]

Time passes and leaves the heart suspended in nostalgia.... wonderful words and description of precious moments ....loved it john :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear friend and thank you for reading and the comment.