Please, take it easy on me...

July poetry number thirty...

Please, take it easy on me...

She had sad eyes and a quiet voice.

I went to her and I held her hands.

She told me,

please Johnnie,

take it easy on me.

I became a leftover lady,

and love have forsaken me.

I am so tire of the lonely nights,

I am so tire of the silence.

I need hugs and midnight conversation.

Are you a thief?

Or are you a lover?

I wrapped my arms around her and

I told her.

I am here dear lady and

let's create a place where love can grow.

love isn't easy sweet girl.

She smiled, rested her head into my chest and she whispered.

You are my last chance, maybe my last dance?

Please Johnnie, take it easy one me.

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Loved this
You have incredible passion and love in your writing

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you, dear Julie. All of us need some kindness.

[Stella Armour]

Aww, such sadness , sometimes saving a life is just giving a cuddle to the right person at the right time..

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right dear Stella. We need more friends. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Chris Shaw]

I read and let out a sigh.......
Last chance saloon for a broken lady. So romantic and a delight to read Coyote. Very nice.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Chris for reading and the comment. Sometimes. We need a friend to make us feel okay.