Let's pretend my lover.

Just words

                  Let's pretend my lover

Once we were Hemingway and Agnes.
We drank, we made love and we had enough.

The damn Spring was looming near and I saw in your eyes.
The Winter's caress wasn't needed no-more.
The sweet wine had turn bitter and the long and sweet kisses became quick and giving only.

I took you to the Pacific sea.
I held you tightly and I asked you?
Let's pretend my lover.

I see in your eyes.
The sky, the sun and the moons.
I feel your escaping to new seas, a new tropical places.

I knew.
Love was honey and vinegar to you.
Wine was sweet and poison to you.

You told me often.
Don't believe in love.
Men fall in love when they are tire of being alone and woman fall in love because they are bored.

She smiled and she whispered to wanting hears.
I love you my Hemingway.
You love war, you love the sea, you love the words and you love the road.
The cold of Winter brought us together.

We did hold tightly and we told the lovers prayers.
Sweet words when the skin, lips and eyes are content.
You and I.
We are sea and the river.
Rarely touching each other the same way.
You are the running river Johnnie and I'm the dancing sea.

Today me and you.
We will share last glances, we will dance nude and free for the last time.
Monterey will be our safe haven in sweet and deadly dreams.
Thank you.

                          John Castellenas/Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[Alexa Apothic Red]

I loved your writing in this piece, and the awesome tribute to Hemingway! I love the line "Love was honey and vinegar to you." I could feel her slipping away in the line "I feel you escaping to new seas." It seemed she turned to you when times were hard (winter) but spring would always come as the seasons turn.. this is sweet longing for the past memories shared. A beautiful writing!

[Coyote Poetry]

I loved Hemingway life and books. I try to follow his path to taverns and locations. He said often. Us, writers must bleed to paper and pen. Thank you Alexa for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Alexa Apothic Red]

I agree completely about that purging of our blood to the paper, or screen as it were.

[Falcon1]

Never could this be just words of love and affections for a person a romantic Gesture perhaps but she will have none of that. The truth is she's in love and doesn''t want you to leave her behind on the lonely road in the saltiest of sea there can be Hemmingway a great writer a master of this trade, would a written a better tune from his very grave. I hear his calling your name given to you All the Fame Dear Friend.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. I appreciate your kind words.

[Zoya]

So full of emotions, carried me away to a distant land. Truly enchanting, mesmerising. Amazing work.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Zoe. I appreciate the comment.

[Zoya]

My pleasure