You cross my mind in the midnight hours

Love is a wild dance. Leave us holding tightly. Hoping forever with the breaking dawn ready to end the perfect dance.

                               The dance
Love is a wild dance.
Make us hold on tightly deep into the midnight hour.
Holding the embrace and honoring the sweet kiss.
The breaking dawn begin to create separation.
The once perfect dance because distance memory when
love is left behind. Two people depart to different places and shores.


                          I love you

I whispered to you. I love you my muse.
You are resting peacefully.
Deep in sweet dreams of things lost.
I hear you calling names of people lost in time.
I hold the embrace and understand.
Love need payment.
There are thieves in love and rare moments when we know the paradise of
true love.
You awaken and asked me. Did I talk again and cry in my sad dreams?
I told my sad love. Love is addicting and the longing for the first sweet dance and kiss.
We cannot forget.


                         Goodbye

She asked me. Why must we bleed in love? Be left behind.
Why is the irony of love dead-ends  and sad stories?
Why do you stay with me? I'm cold and I feel lifeless.
I whispered to my sad eyes beauty.
Longing, needing and being seduced by the color of true passion.
Can leave us alone and destitute. Love is a fire. Need two people with the fierce hunger
and want to love. Rarely is possible.
I stay with you because I know my lover. We need more hellos and
less goodbyes.

                          Coyote/John Castellenas
                          

Author's Note

New poetry. I hope you like.

Reviews

[Wórdsmíth]

Happiness & sadness; these are two aspects of love & we must face it to earn real love. Without tears, you can`t urge to have smile & without smile, you forget the world behind around the dark zones of your attitude. So, we must handle everything in life peacefully ... keeping the heart & mind balanced. Nice imagery!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you. Decisions we make can lead us to good places or troubled waters.

[ayesha gupta]

i m confused at some places..in the start he show love for her by holding her.. then she called names in dream. i m confused after that part.

[Coyote Poetry]

The poetry is a reminder. We do not own love. Just a lease of emotion. All of us hold regret and sadness. We shouldn't be jealous of the past when someone is with us. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[ayesha gupta]

:) now i got it. message is nice.

[Perfect Mistake]

Truly a sweet but sad poem. Great job here

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you. I appreciate the comment.

[kublakhan27]

Sometimes you just have to tip your hat...I can add little to what's already been said, except to say that your poetic grasp of the dynamics of romance is enviable...awesome work John.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you. I appreciate your comment.

[Frieda P]

Enchantingly stunning dance Coyote. A whisper within wild thoughts of affection's harmonious song. Love this one my friend.

Love is a fire. Need two people with the fierce hunger
and want to love. Rarely is possible.

Sigh..

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Frieda. Love take time and patience. Can't force love. Must be open when there is need.

[Frieda P]

Easier said than done, no? Always my pleasure...

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right. Rarely happens.

[Frieda P]

When it does, makes it all worth the pain though....and makes for gorgeous poetry too.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Very beautiful my friend and sweetly touching to the heart and soul. There is so much truth here. I believe love is an eternal thing not subject to the fickle whims of mortal men and women. I believe love comes from God and is of God and not human hearts. Oh, it's true mankind likes to believe they are masters and mistresses of their own destiny; that they can choose to believe or not to believe; to love or not to love...but I believe in a higher power that directs the will and the way of the universe...as the psalmist put it..." Man may choose his path but God directs his steps" We live, we love and we learn...some lessons are painful especially when we deceive ourselves or allow ourselves to be deceived...but in the end these things are for our good to give us understanding and discernment. There is nothing more wonderful and beautiful than love...no greater salvation or safety to be had...this is what I believe. It's always a pleasure to read your words. Thank you for sharing your excellent poetry here with us all. Blessings of peace and love, F.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Fabian. Always a pleasure to read your comment.