Secret love and hidden memory

Someone today told me. Write a new poem. Here it is.

                         











 


















Secret love and hidden memory.

I saw her face today.
Made me wander back in time.
Each of us hold our Beatrice's near.
The writer holds on to memories like a drunkard holds on to his wine.

Do our memories become less with time?
Do innocent kisses and embraces of youth become sweeter with age?

Do dreams of beautiful brown eyed young woman leave your thoughts
and you become empty?

Can you escape the dance of long sweet kisses and yearning to touch
tender and warm flesh?

Age allowed us to ponder old memories.
Make us wished we held tighter and done more.

Beautiful faces dance in my head.
Old thoughts forgotten.
Rebirth to make me remember I loved a brown eye girl once.

                                     Coyote
                                     May2012

Author's Note

Any mistakes. Please assist a old Poet.

Reviews

[Liderien]

there is an s on "dances" third line from the bottom. it should either be danced or dance.

The line under the picture could be shortened to fit the poem better.
instead of
""The writer holds on to memories like a drunk holds on to his wine"
The writers hold to memories like a drunkard to his wine.

That is all my friend. Thank you sharing. It brings me great joy to read your writings.

[khalid]

i dont think i can add so much to what has already been said about this great poem..how much it is wonderful, nice, excellent...i agree with all of those opinions and more..yes your poem is great. yes your poem reflects so much feelings of love and passion, but since you always describe yourself as an old poet, i will say..then it is normal and natural to get such great works from you, w cant expect from you less than excellent. i have really enjoyed it. just...i think it is better if said..( and you bcame or have become empty) thank you

[Aidz]

The writer holds on to memories like a drunkard holds on to his wine.

Such a kewl line and nicely spun Coyote

[Robbie~xoxo~]

"Beautiful faces dance in my head.
Old thoughts forgotten.
Rebirth to make me remember I loved a brown eye girl once."~ Old memories conjured by a rebirth.... This is a lovely ending to an excellent piece.

[Kuhr Gred]

:) REALLY WONDERFUL.. :) EXCELLENT ;)

[Luke Ferguson]

Passion put in to words, very well written.

[joshua deathdealer]

Incredible. I'm so glad that I didn't run out yet and miss this. There is so much truth in these words. "The writer holds on to memories like a drunkard holds on to his wine." Please never stop writing Coyote. Thank you.

[Krimson]

wow this makes me feel so much better.
i feel the same way each time i see my ex, its like i go back into time looking at him. and it all makes my mind wander. i really like this one, its deep and written with true emotions that people can relate to.

[Octob3r Star]

This was beautiful :)

[Aianarie (INACTIVE)]

So sweet and sentimental. I really enjoyed this!

[Heromen Selena]

Always enjoy reading your work. Such wisdom in it. Thick and powerful, but sweet and remorseful. Beautiful, simply beautiful. No other way to put it.