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.

[FJ Davis]

Lovely, wise and, of course, intrinsically sad.
Many quotable lines--most, flat-out honest and uniquely perceptive.
For my money, this piece could hardly have been done any better.
Outstanding work, Coyote!

[MOON]

Beautiful , you make people care about the characters in your life with this gentle write.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

She wanted someone to read poetry to her and keep her warm.
I wanted someone to give me hope and strength. -- wow lines, my friend.

The entire sentiment of this poem is absolutely beautiful. To love and be loved in such a way as this; to teach and learn at the very same time...it is a stunning moment in time. Once someone nestles into our soul, it is almost impossible to get them out.

Only suggestions...you do get a little "wordy" in places, so I would consider editing generally for a cutting back on the words that are not absolutely necessary.

[Luna Evangeline]

This was beautiful, Coyote. You have a talent in making your reader fall in love with your characters after a meager two minutes of reading. You summed up the tale of a romance flawlessly in one poem. I can't decide which stanza is my favorite, since there were so many amazing ones. I just can't get over it. Your descriptions are marvelous.

As far as mistakes, just make sure you stay consistent with addressing the woman. Sometimes you say "you," sometimes you say "her." Might want to take a look.

Other than that I really don't have much to say. Great job.

[Ambereen]

This one is passionate and heartfelt .... lovely write Coyote !!

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Life does come full circle...as we hold on to the sweetness of the memories, the nightmares seem to fade. This is a remarkable write...a heartfelt love never to be forgotten. Excellent!

"Funny life is a circle. We met two more time. 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 nightmare become sweet dreams."

[Kaylor Mason]

Sweet story. She sounds memorable

[Edward]

An amazing write Coyote :) keep it up! :)

[Renée]

Well you stole my breath with that one.. Passion.. like a fire... and still to be remembered.. a woman hopes she can be remembered like this... Breathtaking Coyote !