The Poison and the whiskey... Some mini-poetry.

June poetry number seventeen....

The poison and the whiskey... Some mini-poetry...

1- A empty dress alone on the floor and a pretty flower dances nude for the moon and the stars on the patio. She whispered to me, kind lover. Please come to me and hold me tightly. Let's waltz for the night sky, and please kiss me long and please hold me tightly. Let's go freely into the night, boldly, freely and willingly. You and me will make the goddess of the night smile knowing. Love is still alive and well dear lover...

2- The old ancient poets told us. Love with gladness, dance with delight and seek joy over sadness. A pale skin gal with twinkling dark brown eyes whispered to me. If you love me, you will give me everything and If I love you. I will give you more.

3- We made the wine turn poison, our whiskey kisses turned deadly. We were just seeking nothing and seeking everything in the same sentences. Did we kill love or maybe. We had nothing left to give?

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Robert Haigh]

Love can be heaven, and it can be hell. Even when hearts and minds meet, there can be a dichotomy fighting its way to the surface. A very expressive poem!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for reading and the comment Robert. I wonder does hell-bound life can find peace in death?

[John]

A whirligig of emotions expressing the joy and disappointment of romantic love, beautifully delineated in this three part prose poem.

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[John]

You're very welcome