Forever..

Election day blues.. Love is a mad man dream.

Forever..

I didn't know. We were liars in the midnight dance of love.

We wanted to taste everything, we wanted to feel everything.

I didn't know love would be forgotten.

Words become, just words. Worthless.

We were young and you were the most beautiful woman I ever seen.

We devours touch, we devours kisses till we could not.

We said words, we made promises, we could not keep.

I remember you told me.

I will love you forever.

We didn't know forever was, just the liar's prayer of wishes.

We had the Bacchus wine and a million kisses.

Today the lonely poet wrote.

He didn't know. Love sweet, love kind. Can be forgotten.

Love passionate is for the young and the hopeful in heart.

Not for the old poets. 

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

When we are young we lack the experience of life. I am sure that when those words were said in the height of passion, they were meant. Forever is a long time. We understand the neani g better as we age. Thank you dear Coyote for your poetry. Happy Sunday.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Happy Sunday dear Chris and I agree. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Gee]

Never been one to make promises that way I will never disappoint. Have whispered a few " I love yous " these words only offered so that I got to my wicked way with the woman in my sights, this in my days of too many drinks and loose women.
Love for old poets is deep seated, unsaid, companionship, well I think so:)
Hope you are well my friend. Enjoyed reading you

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[Soren]

A great thought and true it is. We say many things that we do not mean in their literal sense. I was taught to not say always, never, or forever. Any form in the infinite is doomed to fail. In the infinity of time all things happen. A very nice write.

[Coyote Poetry]

Someone taught you well. Some words are impossible to do. Thank you Soren for reading and the comment.

[Sami Khalil]

We see clouds on the horizon, we anticipate rain. We feel shaky grounds, we expect earthquakes. With love, it can entail many good or bad omens, depending on intentions of us, the partner. We can make peace or war with love.
You are a wonderful writer.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Sami. I believe love is peace and war. We need even ground.

[Sami Khalil]

Yes siiiirrrrr. You are welcome 😊...

[Lisasview]

Forgot to say that I wrote a poem called Forever...did you read it?
and another one Forevermore...
Lisa

[Coyote Poetry]

I will search now dear Lisa. How are you? Winter is coming next week to Michigan. I need a tropical vacation and thank you for reading and the comment.

[Lisasview]

Weather has suddenly changed here...really over night from warm to quite cold... Expecting rain..which is always good.
Yes, look for it...rather different than your...Forever
Lisa

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Lisa.

[Lisasview]

You are most welcome..
Lisa

[~Sarah~ Idríel T..]

You never know what life has waiting for you. I believe that we make somekind of a "plan" before we come here on earth and whenever your mind cross something that feels 'Oh I remember this!" - it maybe something in your "plan". Of course you are free to do otherwise but usually your "plan" is trying its best to come true to you.

Great work, John! :)

Thanks for sharing.

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes dear Sarah. We do get what we deserve. Thank you for reading and the comment. The young heart is very brave. The old heart. More careful and wise.

[Betty Hermelee]

Sometimes passion wears off and love fades, even though you make promises to each other….. you speak of tru love as for the young, and perhaps that is true….. but do we still have that taste when we’re old and sagging? Maybe not…… another great poem about love and this time, broken promises….
Best, B

[Coyote Poetry]

We can find love in old age dear Betty. We need different things. I believe we need a kind person and you must have some things in common. Thank you dear Betty for reading and the comment.

[John the Baptist]

Loving forever seems possible when you're young. A couple of decades of varied experiences can alter that attitude severely, and the search for the true possible commences. At a certain point, "I will love you as long as I can" takes over. It is the mindset of survival.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right John. "I will love you as long as I can"
Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Corset]

"We said words, we (made made) promises, we could not keep.
I remember you told me.
I will love you forever.
We didn't know forever was just a liar's prayer of wishes.
We had the Bacchus wine and a million kisses.
Today the lonely poet writes.

This could be said of every poet I imagine, My fav stanza above, we just don't know they are lies when we are telling them in that moment love will last forever!

[Coyote Poetry]

I repaired the double word "made." I appreciate the help dear Corset. With love near. We believe in miracles and thank you for reading and the comment.

[willweb]

I don't know, old poets would fit this romantic rendezvous more aware of the needs and desires of this beautiful woman. Old poets just know and beautiful woman understand that. This was gorgeous...got me a little choked up as I rea it.

[Coyote Poetry]

I listen to Bukowski book "Women". He didn't get popular with the ladies till he was old. Thank you Will for reading and the comment.