The dance of emotion

Life is fair. We must give to receive.

  The Dance of Emotion.
 
A sweet angel was waiting on the bed for me.
Her skimpy negligee showing silky smooth skin.
She told me. "Come to me please."
I went to her and sat close to her.
 
She desired proof of love.
I traced her body with my fingers.
Her perfume create a havoc.
I desired to taste her tender skin.
Ravish her voluptuous body.
 
I whispered. "All I can give to you is a rendezvous of a misguided man with the desire of illicit and raunchy sex.
I had a meltdown in the emotion of love.
Nullified my heart so long ago."
 
"My only redemption is my desire not to teach you the melody of tarnish words and leave you alone in the seize of hate and loneliness."
 
Beautiful brown eye woman smiles.
 Kissed my hands.
She brought her face to my face. Gave me soft and warm kisses.
She whispered.
 
"We are pure for a moment and treasure perfection in love are only shadowed dreams now. Love is a sham."
 
"Now pride and savor love are precious only to young girl dreams.
I want someone to ignite my soul.
I need naughty and sordid nights of passion."
 
Sometime the prelude to the story is written.
The rise and fall of our heart must surge or what is left?
 
I touch her  silky skin.
Watched the stirring of her  beautiful body.
I stroked her long legs and brought them across my lap.
 
In the trance and solemn light of candle lights.
I kissed her  tan shoulders.
I stripped and lay on the bed.
 
She  straddled me.
She whispered.
"In the misguided game of love."
 
"The saga must go on till the story ends in happiness.
Or at least we will have sweet dreams and memories."
 
                        Coyote
                        22 March 2009
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Author's Note

A old poem when I was younger and life was a open road. Any mistakes I would be thankful for the help. A wise person accept help with thankfulness. Someone was kind enough to assist.

Reviews

[Revolutionary]

I am not used to you writing about such things.You should walk on the erotic edge more often.You are good at it.I don't get the love is a sham part though.I do not think the love was a sham even if it was only the once you loved it.take the love is a sham part out cause it is wrong and it does not go in this poem.all is love

[rachielle]

I liked the way this poem was written, but the grammatical errors were really distracting. A lot of times, the verb tenses are wrong. One might say that these are minor errors, but these can really destroy the flow of a good poem. Instead of being enjoyable to read, the readers would see the flaws and stay focused on those instead. Or at least in my case, because I'm really sensitive to these things. Despite that, though, I found the poem's content really interesting, emotional, and rational all at the same time. Great job:)

[deeps]

This is such a wonderful and beuatiful write here.
I liked this write. A wonderful read.

[Haifa]

Another beautiful poem. It is full of happy and love feelings, it is like you are remembering your young memories. Nice poem, well done.

[Ed Hart]

glad it's an 'old' poem...thanks for another view of you...Ed

[Bear]

the memories of an old love... may they never leave our heart or memory.

[Alicante lullaby]

beautiful... mirrors love and when its pure even lust becomes sublime...

[Shalini Dinesh]

a very beautiful poem, flowing like a romantic song .. lovely to read....

[Christina May Shanaberg]

If you remind me, I will get back to you with the help. However, I really liked the emotion in this poem! I like to give that kind of help by e-mail. What a beautiful moment that you suspended, with this poetic thought!!