_A thousand kisses deep

Just words

                               A thousand kisses deep

We found love with the birth of September sweet wine and the Indian Summer of late October in Germany.
You were a beauty and a sweet dream, blond hair and eyes of blue,  Stole my thoughts and my heart.

We drank the sweet wine of September and danced with the celebrating kids by the small lake. We would hold embrace and share long and sweet kisses.

We learn the secrets of skin and need. We needed the tenderness and the roughness in the same caress.. Using hands, touch and kiss like a canvas of a painter. We discover love expanded and grew out of control.

You were my Autumn love and we shared a thousand kisses and we tried to stay warm in the cold days of Winter.

Spring came. Life stole us away to different places. I was off saving people who did not want to be saved. You were moving on to new dreams and life. We attempted to keep the love alive, but the sweetness and wildness of youth.  Make the value of love dispersed to sweet dreams and forgotten places.

Today I dream of being young and the thousand kisses shared. Sweet memories for a old heart.

     John Castellenas/Coyote



 

Author's Note

New poetry. I hope you like.

Reviews

[Alisa Js]

Aloha John,

Thank you for your comments on my work. I appreciate reading your thoughts and look forward to your future visits...

This piece is especially poignant in its emotional content...very tastefully written...

I enjoyed this and will return.

Alisa💫

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Alisa. I appreciate the comment. I enjoyed your work.

[Alisa Js]

As I, yours. Without love, our lives would be nothing more than going through the motions...love is indeed the true elixir of life.

Alisa💫

[Sheila Kline]

Your memories of a time long ago are vivid and oh so passionate, and filled with longing for such a time to be present again.........the title makes me think of Mr. Romantic, "Leonard Cohen"......you are as he is as you have a gift to use words to create vivid images in the mind of the reader!
Beautiful, flowing, ah yes - sweet memories of a old heart that is still young with desire!

[Coyote Poetry]

Leonard Cohen, the Poet of song, his words create a million poets. I'm one. Thank you Sheila for reading and the comment.

[Pryde Foltz]

Beautiful mix of your words and Leonard's. Very enjoying for me.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Pryde. I appreciate the comment.

[Arezzo]

So much, here ...

(1) September, autumn love, the dying of the summer and the onset of winter -- one of the great metaphors of all time, handled beautifully here
(2) caresses that are both rough and tender: we can all relate to that
(3) saving people that didn't want to be saved: enough said!

Life pulls us around, then pushes us around. we think we're running the show, but we're leaves on the wind.

Thank you for this emotional journey, amigo.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Arezzo. I appreciate the comment.

[Valentine]

Very nice and so romantic. I look back over the time I had with my husband and so wish I could relive even a part of it. Valentine

[Coyote Poetry]

I understand my friend. If I could go back in time. I would make the good days longer and I would have less bad days. Thank you for reading and the comment.