Spare me your stories and sleazy words..

Old poem with a re-write. Written in 1982.

Spare me your stories and sleazy words…
                               (2 March 1986)

I awoke alone and
I reached out and brought a ghost of a lover back into my arms.
In my sensuous and tranquil dreams.
I held  her nubile body and savior her sweet kisses.

I dreamed you whispered my name and
I felt you closing your eyes.
Your dreams opening up nights of splendor and a torrid love.
You awake with tarnished memories and you desire solitude.

I left you a early spring morning.
My icy words without remorse,
Left you with tears on your beautiful face.

She sat-up in her bed in the midnight hours.
Realizing she was alone.
Tears falls for not understanding why someone who loved her.
Would tease with words of love and promise so much. Then perish into the morning light.

Sometimes the villain learn too late.
He sacrificed paradise and lapsed into an oasis of s**t for not being kind.

Fool’s ask for pardon.
Woman who swim in loneliness and self -pity.
She whispered. What do you desire now?
You taught me hate,
You taught me loneliness.
Now I want mercy from you.
Leave my dreams, leave my life.
Spare me your stories and sleazy words.

I went to her and
I touched her face.
Whispered I’m sorry.

Into the night.
A man with the hunger to touch everything.
Yearn for serene and splendor nights.

He has loved a angel once.
His hunger for new flesh left him empty.
He is shrouded in sadness for braking a woman’s heart.


                         Coyote 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Brad Dehler]

You really imbue loneliness here. Giving elements of touch and good feelings making way for regret, forlorn. "Woke alone" "Whispered I'm sorry". Is this a woman of your past or were you dialing in your creativity to personify these emotions? Really good. thank you

[Coyote Poetry]

A kind woman in my past Brad. Was my first true love and I didn't know. She was a rare kindness. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn..]

Coyote,

Very romantic and avidly erotic ...

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[Ken e Bujold]

Hunger. Without it man cannot survive, but giving in to it can all too often lead to his destruction. Love this poem John. The urgency of man drips throughout. Thanks for resurrecting it my friend

Ken

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Ken for reading an the comment. When we are young. We believe, the world is easy and we learn. It isn't.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Enjoyed this John
You have a way with words
Were you always the romantic

[Coyote Poetry]

I was once. Not so much, today. Thank you dear Julie for reading and the comment.

[Stella Armour]

" Sorry" just isn't enough John ... you can't take it back and the trust has gone for ever.

I do like your poems , thay have such vivid imagery my friend :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Stella. A very old poem. I learn karma will find you my dear friend. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Stella Armour]

Karma does reward like with like .... i learned that too John.

[Coyote Poetry]

We must learn. Be honest dear Stella.

[Relic]

His hunger for new flesh left him empty." These are powerful words that describe the mind-state of many poor men. They are incapable of love and responsibility. They wonder from woman to woman searching for something they can't find. As a result they leave broken hearts in their wake.

This is an excellent retelling of a story, Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Relic for reading and the comment. in our youth. We are invincible and we learn. We are not,

[Nima.Hope]

I am the man who once told these words to his love, yet he was refused......
Awesome,perfect and heartbreaking write🌹

[Coyote Poetry]

We all make mistakes Nima. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Nima.Hope]

You're always welcome my friend Coyote

[emmajoygreen]

This poem will stay with me for quite a while, as much for its honesty as its words, John. Time to look back, to regret yet hurt is an agony that never leaves.

[Coyote Poetry]

We must dear Emma. Bad deeds should teach us. Be kinder. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Meshalini]

We will go through many people in our lives, and sometimes, knowingly or not, we will be the cause of their sadness and pain, but what makes us a noble person is the feeling of regret for our actions. Beautifully written, friend.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree Meshalini. We must learn and we must not repeat the same mistakes. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Sharrumkin]

Please note "sometimes villain learns too late

Fools ask for pardon

Yearns

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right Sharrumkin. Karma will return to us and thank you for reading and the comment.