Did we ask for more?

Some mini-poetry.

Do we ask for more?

1- Do we ask for more?

Do we pray for more kisses?

Does love die? Or do we forget was love was.

2- I want to be drunk in love.

I want you crazy and wild in your arms.

I want you to tell me, one more time.

I love you my darling.

3- Tender hands weaved me a meadow of sweet memories,

soft hands interlaced in my fingers, make me believe.

You love me still.

4- You ain't my poetry,

you ain't my love no-more.

You tainted beautiful life with confusion.

Now two strangers are walking away.

Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[AYVID]

Love often fails because we want the thrilling, rose-tinted, romantic side of it but fail to give it back the loyalty it requires in order to be longstanding. We become strangers because we never truly loved. We were just enjoying a brief, adventure together. This poem is so sad and moving, dear Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Divya for reading and the comment. Love need reminders. If love become forgotten. It will be myth and tale.

[AYVID]

Indeed dear friend. Love needs reminders alwyas. It cannot survive without reminders. You are most welcome always.

[willweb]

What a beautiful collection of love poem. Wonderfully written and gathered my friend.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Will. I am trying to find my muse. I tried some mini-poetry.

[red93]

Maybe Love runs its course according to the will of the Gods. Marriage used to be for Life, and doubtless much unhappiness was contained therein. Better to let it go and move on if the spark has gone.

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes, you are right dear friend. But sometimes things making people stay. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John… ❤️ love is like gathering Flowers… it may not last forever, but the Painting is brushed with tenderness and passion. Be still and listen to the Wind. softly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Pat. Love need concern and kindness. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Chris Shaw]

Sadly it happens and often without an explanation. How easy it can become to go from singing on the same page to there being none. This poem touched me Coyote on a cold but bright sunny morning.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

It is becoming colder again in Michigan. No staying snow yet. Thank you dear Chris for reading and the comment.

[Dennis Wolf]

Too suddenly comes the abrupt and negative ending.

Otherwise, it's a good piece, with some hints at passions and some questions.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Dennis Wolf. Some questions cannot be answered. I appreciate the comment.

[Dennis Wolf]

No problem, my friend.