![]() Just a danceA Poem by Coyote Poetry![]() Music and some words.![]() JUST DANCERS We are walking on pins and needles. Once we spoke lover's words. Now we are strangers, imprisons in self-made hell. Did we love? Do we hate? We tasted sweet, we tasted bitter. Can love die? Can dead man feel the caress of love kiss again? Maybe, we were, just dancers, wanting too little, wanting too much? I want the rain to fall upon us, the rain of memory. Once lovers, once friend. We need to find the place, where the heart needed kiss and embrace. Are we brave enough? Are the fingerprints of love touch, locked away in a secure safe. Never to be found. Should I stay? Should I escape from you? In the windmills of my mind, we danced in the midnight hours and we loved, love. Are we doomed to accept less? I accept the blame and I wished upon the first star of the night. Please awake my lover's sleeping heart. I wrote on a piece of paper. Forget me not my dearest love. I have not forgotten you. Dancing Coyote
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10 Reviews Added on December 27, 2020 Last Updated on December 27, 2020 Author![]() Coyote PoetryMIAboutA Poet and writer who love to read and write. My pleasure is reading about the bad and good in a life. Also to honor the Poets/Writers of the past by reading their words. Remember .. more..Writing
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