I remember...

Just words.

I remember......

1- We touched like lovers once. We needed to hold hands like lovers do. Softly I held your hands and our fingers dance into a perfect waltz. Interlacing, moving and yearning more.

2-  Another life, another place. If I knew. I would of been kinder. Another time, another chance. I would of told you. You were my beautiful rose and I love you so. I didn't know. The kindness of love near was a miracle and a blessing. We can touch when the blue moon is above us and the gods are on our side.

3-  Once we were drunk in love and our kisses so warm and so sweet. We would find virgin wild flowers fields and we would dance with the wildflowers. The moon would smile and the stars would dance with us. I told you with the blue moon above us. You are my lasting sweet memory and I love you so.

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Vertigo Cat1111]

The common theme really is love, but I also felt that this poem was full of the color blue, if that makes any sense! I especially love the third stanza, but the other two are just as beautiful, and I noted the second one feels a bit regretful, maybe mourning the love. The descriptions and areas you depict are gorgeous and sound like the perfect place to be with your favorite person.

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful song made me return to a good day. We need music. My muse. Thank you dear friend for reading and the comment.

[John the Baptist]

Stanza 2 seems to reflect regret over sins of omission. It's a fruitless pastime. We can only act on the information that seems true to us at any given time. That's one reason I like Piaf's "No Regrets."

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[Poetic Beauty]

This sounds like a beautiful summer romance that dances with wild uninhibited like be that waltzes with delight under a warm night bathed with the moon’s glow.

Oh looking back we often wish we would have done things differently and think maybe this could have been…

The honesty and tale of a love that has set beneath the sun many lifetimes ago.

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello my dear friend and thank you for reading and the comment. Old memories become the poet's wealth.

[Poetic Beauty]

Old memories are amazing

[Betty Hermelee]

Three lovely memories, all a bit different but there is a common theme: LOVE…. I like the way you divided it into sections and times of this entirety… there is much to remember and your writing is quite memorable too my friend.
Best
B.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Betty. I appreciate the kind and generous comment.

[Neville]

.. those were indeed the days weren't they .. gone yet still remembered and now, set here in poetry for all days & always .. great ink well spent Coyote :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Neville. Those days of our youth. Become sweeter with time and distance.

[Neville]

.. they sure do ..

[Relic]

Something I would love to do at least once in my lifetime. The settings are perfect. Excellent poem, Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like to something many more times my friend. Hello and thank you for reading and the comment.

[Chris Shaw]

So romantic are your words of past romance. Holding hands, dancing in fields of wild flowers under the light of moon and stars. The setting is perfect. What wonderful memories Coyote. Thank you for sharing.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Chris. The amazing song took me back to days of smiles, days of laughter.

[Chris Shaw]

Music can do that. It has the power to transport us both in time and place.

[Fran Marie]

Awhh sweet memories
of a bygone romance
dancing with all flowers
beneath the blue moon
an enchanting poem
here so beautifully
expressed

Nice Work John

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Fran. We need more blue moon days.

[Fran Marie]

yes we surely do
you're so vey welcome