I am dancing with the Devil..

A October poem.

I am dancing with the Devil..

Once I played Russian Roulette with my life and I was stationed in Texas in 1994.

I roamed Highway 35 for one year now and I adored the Texas dance halls and the Texas pretty gals.

I have been volunteering for every dangerous mission and I learn. Death don't come when you want.

Death comes, when Death wants.

I was at the Killian, Texas dance Hall and I sat alone and I drank alone in the darkest  corner of the bar.

I liked the Dance halls near the base. It where the desperate people go.

Soldier's wives feeling so damn lonely and desperate ladies seeking the Devil's kisses.

I wrote into my journal and I drank the $3.00 Long Island Ice tea till nine pm. 

Pretty woman with eyes of golden brown sat with me and she asked me.

Are the nine muses of writing attacking your mind dear Johnnie?

They can be Devilist muses and they want to steal your mind, your thoughts.

I looked at her beautiful eyes and I adored her shapely hips in her black dress.

Her words drips with needing something, maybe everything?

I told her. Hello Susie. You are look like a Goddess and

are you the Goddess of love or the Goddess of sin tonight?

She smiled and she whispered to my wanting right ear,

I am lonely Johnnie, so damn lonely.

I couldn't find you yesterday and tonight.

I want the promise you made me, before you escaped to Africa.

I want the Texas sea and for us.

To walk the long beach, I want us to drink the Tequila and

you promised to make me smile.

I brought her closer and I kissed her rosy lips.

I held her tightly and I whispered.

A promise is a promise dear Susie.

Beautiful friend, is the sin and the tequila enough.

I have borrow kissed and I have loaned the warmth of your body.

She smiled and she told me.

Lonely wives need someone to tell them.

They are beautiful.

Lonely woman need to feel someone inside of them.

The long night make the body desperate Johnnie.

We drove to the Texas sea and I rented a room with the ocean near.

She held my hand tightly for the three hour drive.

We listen to Elvis songs and I told her about the things I did in Africa.

She didn't say much and I knew.

She wanted someone to tell her.

She was beautiful and they loved her.

At the motel, I asked her.

Are we going to the Devil's dance again dear Susie.

We have fell together often and do we leave happy?

She gave me a sly smile and she released her black dress.

She stood nude by the window watching the sea dance and

I adored her tattoos, her womanly curves.

She told me, I want you to write poetry on my bare skin.

I want you to promise me nothing, I want you to promise me everything.

Even the liar's prayer are better than none.

Please tell me, I am beautiful and I am the only one.

I want to smile and laugh again.

I went to her and I brought her close to me.

I held her tightly and we became one in the half-moon dance.

I kissed her neck and I kissed her shoulder.

We have two days dear Susie.

We will swim in the sin, we will swim in the Tequila.

Is this enough?

She looked at the stars and she told me.

A woman heart, a woman need.

Is demanding and dear Johnnie.

You are easy on me and I need easy.

I found you today and sometimes.

Wrong is right and right is wrong.

Please give me kisses, like I am your first love and

I will make you feel like you are loved.

We fell to the soft bed and I looked into her golden brown eyes.

I told her. Okay dear Susie.

We are dancing on quicksand and we can't win.

Maybe sometime we can win beautiful Susie.

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

wives of servicemen can get a bit desperate at times, because their husbands are away or busy... so they go to bars , hang out, hoping to get some closeness perhaps some sex, or just kissing with whoever is in the bar at the time.... you happen to meet Susie, who was your lucky choice that night...so you talked and drank Tequila and then went to a motel for a few days....was she your Goddess of love or sin??? It seems Susie was very needy for you love and attention. Nice write John!
Best, B
Best, B

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right dear Betty. Loneliness create need. Lonely people seek adventure. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome John!
Best, B

[Ladysue]

Your stories are always full of realness and heart. Life is messy. We all want and need connection. Some great lines in here..’dancing on quicksand’ ‘are you the Goddess of love or the Goddess of sin tonight?’ Nicely done

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello Ladysue. I hope you doing well and having some fun. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Ladysue]

Hi John, doing good thanks. a pleasure to read you again.. hope all is well..🙂

[Stuart Munro]

Great story Coyote , Thanks for sharing it , I believe in spiritual powers and mind control

[Coyote Poetry]

Me too Stuart. We use a small part of our brain. I believe, if we open up the brain too much. We will see too much. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Stuart Munro]

The Brain is like a universe , how far can we travel using it ,

[softlyfall]

So insanely good. Honest and sincere. Swimming in sin and tequila, dancing on quicksand- yet all seems so harmonic in the moment.

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear poet. Sometime sin and tequila are enough for the moment. Thank you for reading and the comment.