Would you lay with me

Just words.

                                 Would you lay with me

I wrote into a journal. "Would you fight for love. Fight so damn hard to keep love alive and well? Change life and dreams for the one, who made you dance in the rain, made you laugh and cry in the midnights hours. The lady, who taught you the sweetness of love?"

Old fool wrote into old journal. I didn't fight or die for love. Allowed life to steal me away and I learn too late. Sweet love won't wait. I tell the kids. When love is near. Don't release her. Sing song of appreciation to her, bring her things she love and dance in the warm Summer rain with her. Tell her a 100 time daily. She is your reason to be alive. Tell her, I love you more than all the things I didn't do."

If I could teach some words of wisdom. I would tell you.  Love is life and life is love. Better to follow the path of a kind love than to walk away for the gain of man. Love will stay, deeds for men. Just payment for the greedy men.

I wish to the star, I pray to the moon to see your face and to tell you. You were my everything. I remember in the Fall of 1979. You asked me. "Please lay with me Johnnie, please stay with me in Germany. We will find a way for love to never die and for us to be okay. You and I. People, who love the song, the sweet wine and the moving river."

I didn't know. Love is rare and so damn sweet. I remember her sweet voice and her beautiful face. My German girl muse. I would lay with you today and I would whisper into your ear. Love is the sweetest kiss we shall know. You were my only kindness, my only gentleness I have known.

The old poet put away his pen and paper. He looked in the tavern's mirror and he whispered. Fool's learn too late. We lose more than we gain and you can't return to the places of bless days and kind nights.

                      Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

re your last few words you can return in your minds eye and into your dreams and imagination and memories we can return and it is as vivid as life.
time is just trivial we can travel back and feel the same as we did but we wont be the same people
i know what you mean though
i liked this story a lot and the song you chose beautiful work

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Julie. All of learn. Should of been kinder and should of talk more with the people we loved.

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

So beautiful my dearest Coyote but how long will u remain there- never say never but by remaining in the past the good future cannot come to you - be here now and expect all the good things life has go offer and it will appear- the genie says your wish is my command- make your wishes and watch it come true🌹

[Coyote Poetry]

Man, who wishes at the wishing well. Does his wishes come true? Thank you dear Kelly for reading and the kind words.

[Papaya]

very moving. if only hindsight were foresight
we'd know better.

beautiful words coyote

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Ana. I appreciate the kind words.

[Dave]

John - you are so right. How many of us would turn back the clock if only we knew we could do so and not make the same mistakes again?

Take care John.
Dave

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right Dave. All of us would do take-back. Do it right this time.

[Dave]

Amen to that!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... if only I had had wise people speak to me of the art of love being precious like a masterpiece to be cherished and protected... along with the importance of doing research to be certain that the lover is not a counterfeit in their heart. It is important to be specific when talking with your children and grandchildren. Your poetry is delicately lovely. truly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Love for our children. A forever love. I remember holding my children and my grandchildren for the first time. They became a part of me. Thank you Pat for reading and the comment.
Coyote

[Einstein Noodle]

touches my heart and soul Coyote Man ... i think, as i read, i hear your Grandfather speaking sir! this journal honesty and wisdom is as human a man can get ..we all have walked away in ignorance of what is being lost .. we look back and kick ourselves over and over ... as many times as we remember .. it brings me to my knees asking forgiveness for treating selfless love and the "girl" so disgracefully ... and i pray for "her" now ..to be well ...happy ..fulfilled ... but i will never know will i ?! perhaps it is punishment enough eh?! one of my favorites of your John ... thanks for sharing this page of your "journal"
E.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Einstein. I appreciate the kind words my friend.

[Wild Rose]

'Just words' you say

Wise words I say
Good advice to pass along > thankfully we give and take love to - from each other
Have done since we first met
Many years ago it was lust
The passion turned to lasting love

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right Wild Rose. Passion turned to lasting love. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.