You are always on my mind.

Love may be gone. The tattoos of love will always be with us

              


     






You will always be on my mind

The splendor of true love,
Where you allow the wall of fear to fall completely down.
Allowing emotion and desire to take two people away to finding the real
pleasures learn by the burning candles and sweet red wine.

We touched our wine glasses.
Held our kisses deep and long.
The locked door leaving us protected and safe.
In a dreamer's paradise.

The coldness of Winter brought her to me.
She wanted someone to read poetry to her and keep her warm.
I wanted someone to give me hope and strength. 

I remembered she came to me late in the evening.
Holding wine coolers and desired conversation.
Dressed like a woman and
the innocence of a child wanting me to open my door for her.

I saw a devil dressed in a sexy black dress with a hunger that
I could not control.
I watch her take off her coat. Allowing my eyes to see her beautiful 
young body. The short skirt allowed me the pleasure of seeing her long legs.
I told her. "Sometime better not to start something we cannot stop. "
 
She came to me. She went to her knees. Laid her long red hair across my lap. 
Raised her face to me. I looked into clear blue eyes and lost control.
She was just a baby. Nineteen and fearless. I was still young and strong.

I knew if you start a fire you can't put out.
The final act will be sadness.

She took my hands and kissed them.
She whispered. "You have been so kind to me. Had great patience being my
teacher at work. I know you desire me. I see how you look at me. I want someone to
show me the world. Teach me pleasure and pain. Show me what love is supposed
to be. I want a man's hands on my body. Not a boy's."

I asked for a wine cooler.  Told her. "I don't know".

She gave me sweet kisses and took my hands. She wrapped her arms around me.
Asked. "Should I go?"

I said "no".

The cold of Winter was blowing a gentle northern breeze.
I looked out at my skylight.
I prayed not to make a fool's wish tonight.

Two lovers begin a new journey.
When passion and desire come. Very hard to stop.
The beauty of the first kiss. The first caress. The first taste of a lover's skin.
Stays with you forever.

I knew already. "Fine line between sex and love. Sex creates peace for the body.
Love creates peace for the soul. When you dance with the young in heart, pleasure is the desire, and love is not so important."

I still remember the love making. Wasn't for pleasure. Was to fix a desire that grew with each touch. Her hunger grew till one day, early in the Spring, she left me. I knew the day would come. Some woman are to be held forever. Some are to be held for a moment.

I allowed her to leave. I knew it was better to be kind in the goodbye.  My heart was gone and I found little solitude in my life. I joined a war to escape her memory.

Funny, life is a circle. We met two more times. We had a strange bond. 
Even today, years later. I wish to touch our glasses  filled with sweet red wine. Touch her perfect body till the morning light. Some dreams become nightmares. Then the nightmares become sweet dreams.

I told her often over the year. "You are always on my mind."













                          Coyote
                          July 2011



 



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Author's Note

Finally a new poem. First one in a long time. Please be kind and assist me with errors or mistakes. Never too old to learn

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

The coldness of Winter brought her to me.
She wanted someone to read poetry to her and keep her warm.
I wanted someone to give me hope and strength.

Relationships are give and take and the right balance makes both feel complete...

Once someone touches our heart then they will always be there.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... a beautiful story that too often
happens... Love is always there and lives on.
Your writing is pure and honest, but most of
all, we are blessed that you have shared your
soul's desire. truly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree and thank you Patricia for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Shardbearer99]

This was a very thought-provoking poem about love, sex, desire, and finding that special someone. Relationships are difficult to work right. It takes a certain balance of every kind of emotion and the right person. I especially liked this sentence: I knew if you start a fire you can't out out, The final act will be sadness" And this can be very true. When you see someone you desire from afar, you don't know anything about that person but you both feel that irresistible connection, there is a fierce devotion to explore everything about her or him. And once you ignite the spark, it will either lead to a healthy, loving relationship, or flicker and die out, becoming sadness for both parties concerned. Really powerful emotion and enjoyable to read.

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Coyote... a glass of wine...
a kiss of honeysuckle... a tale as
old as time. Dreams are made of
poetry relived. A masterpiece
In three quarter time. I can hear
the music of your love.
truly... Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Patricia. Old memories do become gold with time and living.

[Patricia Wedel]

Yes...Coyote.. Old memories
do become gold with time
and living. Wisdom is the
Gilded edge of a life well
Loved and lived.
truly... Pat

[Blood Ink Diary]

Ah, the sweet-ache and pangs of human emotions, well versed ! A myriad of raw and ripe pauses and metaphors. Lovely poem ! Cheers, coyote poetry !

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Shaheen. I appreciate the comment.

[Barbara Walker]

Can really feel the emotion in this piece, a wistful longing. You had your eyes wide open and opened yourself to the pleasures, lessons and knowing we receive from the people who enter our lives. Maybe you both still have things to learn from each other. Great poem my friend.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Barbara. Old memories and good days are never forgotten.

[Lyn Anderson]

These writes of yours, they leave me, so emotional, I feel sad, happy, drained -- what a way you have of telling an honest story poetically.

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

WOW so flawless And so much Romance I love it BRAVO. Blessings going into my favorites

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you KindredPoet. I appreciate the kind words. Give me reasons to keep writing.

[Rose of many colours]

Wow .why did it have to end that way. I don't look for mistake. i am too caught up with the story.. Hmm is it true. It sound so real.

[Coyote Poetry]

It was. We tried three times. Today if I could go back in time. I would do things differently. Young minds don't know what is lost till it is too late. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Rose of many colours]

I am going through that same experience with someone . we both share the same measure of love, I hope that He would recognize what we have and do something about it. I leave my heart and door open for him. And can only wait ..And pray.

[Spacecadet]

Beautiful write, this one. I can feel the emotion so strong and the remnant feelings that linger. Definitely reaches out to us readers and brings back a memory or two. You did a splendid job here, Coyote! There are a few grammatical errors but those are inconsequential when the meaning of the poem on the whole emerges :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you. I appreciate the comment. One day I will find a good editor and fix the poetry for book or proper place.

[Spacecadet]

You must, keep it up :)

[Frieda P]

You had me at the first line, this is blissful John...many sighs throughout, too many grand lines to quote, I'd have to copy most. I love how it came full circle, never forgotten.

"Was to fix a desire that grew with each touch." Oh, yes....

Excellent read.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Frieda for reading and the kind words. True love should make wish to repeat the dance often.