A solace and a blessing.

A young man poem. When love was your only purpose. Best days of a life.

A solace and a blessing.

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The good cognac and German wines kept me in my woeful and  tranquil state.

I was lost, fainthearted and raging mad at life.

Death and dreams were shattered on eroded roads I can't remember.

I thought I was born to love.

My sacred love has languished my life.

And the tormented cure is my wrathful and oblivious soul that is left.

I lay in the sweat of shattered dreams wishing for nothing.

Old friend with tranquil smile asked me to walk with her.

She took me to the youth Hostel on the hill.

I would not look at her too long.

Her great beauty was too much now.

I was content to lose my freedom to beer and wine.

She told me I was falling down to hell and a woeful state.

I needed to find a refuge in her for a moment.

I looked at her beautiful face.

Her  soft and tender eyes were a solace and a blessing.

I told  her "I'm treacherous, a coward and lost my spirit to be alive."

Her answer was silent.

She took my hand and kissed them.

She whispered " Love is a two sided blade.

We must repent and vitalize new dreams or we shall die."

She took me to her small apartment.

She sat between my legs.

Her blue eyes asked  for nothing.

Her hands govern by gentleness and skill  eroded my wall of turbid and sad emotions.

Music of leonard Cohen mingle into the emotion of a sweet harmony.

Her sweet kisses  and her curvaceous body taunted my hunger to dance in the bliss of love.

Sweet Brigitte whisper "Real love is hopeful and beautiful."

She undressed slowly and she incited my soul to savvy in the heat of her succulent flesh.

I brought her close and I whispered "Come to me.

My heart is my enemy, discontent and full of sorrow and pain."

She sat on my lap and her perfect young body was so beautiful.

She got up and  walked away to her bedroom.

In the darkness and safety of her small apartment she called me to her.

Told me "True gifts of love require two people with the desire to create a moment of joy and pleasure for a time."

"Please Stay with me." She requested.


In the mist of the morning my repressed anger turn to tears.
 She caressed my face with her tender hands and with kind words told me.
 "We will be Ok my sweet love."

                                   Coyote

                                   Nov. 1979

Author's Note

For Sweet and beautiful Brigitte. Gave love without concern for her own heart.

Reviews

[Ross Saunders]

A lot of great thoughts and ideas here, I just enjoyed reading this. Well done.

I've cut and pasted a couple of lines I thought you need to look at, but beyond those, I thought this read beautifully.
"The good cognac and German wines keep me in my woeful and in a tranquil state."
" We must repent and vitalize new dreams or we shall died."

[An owl on the moon]

What a glimpse at a most beautiful soul... love so rich and deep... affections moving and delighting the senses, sensual and sweet. Poignant and profound life to be sure.

[Clarisse Nanoit]

p.s. if that's her picture, she's a beauty. =)

[Clarisse Nanoit]

"I lay in the sweat of shattered dreams wishing for nothing." I LOVE THIS LINE! Really, I love the whole thing. This poem is so pretty and it almost made me cry. You have a very serious gift for choosing the perfect words in the perfect order. Thank you very much for sharing this one with us. It seems personal, but it's so very sweet. I love pieces that I know are real. GREAT WORK!
KH

[Elizabeth]

This was like walking back in time with you. The photo really made the words come alive. This was so vivid and so bittersweet. Thank you.

[Eric Cox]

A beautiful piece, full of memories penned with beauty. An excellent tribute and capture of the past.

[Morning Star]

How in the world did i miss this beautiful tribute
So very beautiful and romantic and tender
your words express journey of unselfish love
truly a beautiful canvas a stunning love poem
Excellent piece Coyote

[Loona Pearl]

i liked this piece alot great job!

[poetry-kiddo alienbaba]

Moving.....Its a work of art...

[Jenny Nelson]

What a lovely piece. A wonderful tribute. Honest and very relatable. Such a soft feel to it. A pleasure to read.

[Ruth]

Coyote, this is a remarkable poem...you verse the journey of the heart so well...I really enjoyed this....every part! Wonderful read my friend, wonderful! xx