A little death

Just words.

                                      A  little  death

Silky skin, wine and song took us here.
You are as pretty as the rising sun my love.
Honey, dear and sweet heart I have called you.

You were like sweet Fall honey. Your caressed me  like a  gentle and needed Summer breeze.
Your hands  open new storms of love and need that were just illusions.
I whispered I loved you in the darkness of locked motel rooms.
You told me.  I will break your heart. I'm wild and not tamed. Love will break our backs  and leave us with tears.

I knew the ending at the beginning.
We  were just a shadow dance where two bodies rage and crash for the need of the body.
You called our Motel rendezvous just interlacing of two people wanting a little death only.
People who bled out, don't need love.

I told you. You are my darkness, my  daybreak.  I wished I found you before we turn to brick and steel.
We could of loved like Romeo and Juliet. Love so hard and raised a fire of love so strong for the Angels to see..

You laughed and held me tighter. You whispered. Dear Johnnie, the dead are dead. Can't arise again.

                         John Castellenas/Coyote



                               

Author's Note

A new poem. I hope you like.

Reviews

[Calamityofgin]

Was just listen to "the Be Good Tanyas cover of House of the Rizin sun....
You write women extremely well "Sweet Johnnie" Tom Robbins esque in that skill...

Another gorgeous duet of thought.

Would love to see jes lil ol you'z sans cooze lol no..you dont write cooze (i do)

But who's Johnny alone?

Thats not commentary on this exellent piece..exept that it just makes me curious..

Love and wishes of room service...left at the outside of door because they got tired of knocking.

Calamity of jen

[Coyote Poetry]

Years ago. I was a single soldier for 15 years. I liked the dark taverns, dance and song. Today those days feel like a myth. Thank you dear Jen for reading and the sweet words.

[emmajoy]

Such a sadness in this, John, and the way you've displayed it forewarns very obviously - had to peer into it to feel the extreme emotion of union and fear and passion and all. Deaths and births, lust and love - all contribute to making a person who he/she is.. you've experienced far more than you should over the years. And yet.. your heart's still fragile.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my dear Poet friend. Old thoughts. I'm a Grandpa who had learn. Love expand to family and new things. Love can change our world, just like hate can destroy us and our world.

[emmajoy]

'You're very right about 'love' and 'war', John - two short words which bring about extraordinarily different but powerful results.

[kaitieanxiety]

interesting read. "I will break your heart. I'm wild and not tamed. Love will break our backs and leave us with tears"
possibly a statement directly from the grip of death?

[Coyote Poetry]

Love, when we are young. Is our breath and blood. Old age teaches us. Lost and gain of love. Just lessons for us to learn. Cherish the love received. Most wonderful gift received and given. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Elizabeth]

So many things to love about this one. It is dark and seedy and everything a sweet little death might be. I rarely say I love a piece, but I love this one.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Elizabeth. I appreciate the kind words.

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John this is so rich in emotion. Fluent...liquid, even, to the point of it dripping off your pen. Awesome, writing, my friend :)))

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Lynn. I appreciate the comment.

[Valentine]

Wind...and not tamed. So hard to even try to break that kind of a spirit. Valentine

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. Good to be wild and un-tamed.

[HippieSoulPunx]

Wow. Lots of emotions in this, and I feel like it's very relatable. Sometimes it's not love, it's the desire, and the love of feeling love. It's tough when you know it's doomed, and that you're going to hurt or get hurt eventually, but you choose to carry on anyway, because it's what you tell yourself you need. Incredible write.

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[Taylor]

I could feel the strength of emotion in this piece. You set the scene perfectly -- I could see a dark motel room, a chance but electric encounter between two, a moment of intensity remembered and yearned for but never again to be experienced. Well done, John. Thanks for sharing this.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Taylor for reading. I appreciate the comment.

[aj sesinyi]

Ooh,this is so emotional "love will break our hearts and leave us with tears".
No goodbye is ever good but bidding your loved one a farewell to the other world is very painful,but with time..your heart will heal,as long as we accept that "the dead are dead,they cant rise again"

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for reading and the comment. Years ago. I was cold. Lost two brothers to suicide. I try to drink myself to death. I got lucky. Got station in California. Saved by the kind people on the California coastline.

[Mark]

Sadness and love. Two things we hope will never know each other, yet they so often do. Good work, loved reading. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

They do often. People will fall together for the sake of not being alone. Thank you Mark for reading and the comment.

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

Love holds the power to create as well as destroy..!
This story is touching and brutally honest..!
"I knew the ending at the beginning."
"People who bled out, don't need love.
I told you. You are my darkness, my daybreak. I wished I found you before we turn to brick and steel."
Absolutely, loved these lines!
Eloquent imagery..!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Jyoti. I appreciate the comment. You are very kind.

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

You are welcome, sir!