You are my poetry

Just words.

                             You are my poetry

Forlorn love, treasured memories.

You used to read poetry to me by the candle light.

You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard.

Once we undressed with the lights on,

once we talks till 3am,

once we never parted.

Love was us and you were love.

Once spoken words of love, now are silence.

Did I forget? Did we forget?

Once we wanted more,

once we were one in dreams.

Tonight I bought sweet red wine,

red roses and kind words.

I told her,

love need proof,

love need evident,

kind love need to be remembered.

I will stop the world for you,

find the place where love was right.

Please forgive me for being lost.

She smiled and she brought me close. She whispered,

I forgive you dear love,

I will forgive you for forgetting me if,

if you come home and eat supper with every night,

You lay in our bed without the thoughts of work and life.

if you write words on my skin and on paper again, about us.

I whispered to her.

You are my poetry, my muse,

my kindness and my warmth in a cold world.

Your will is my will.

I know now.

"My song are bitter when you are faraway.

I will a song for you.

I need you near,

I need you bare and nude,

I need you raw and I need you sweet.

I need your laughter, I need your song.

I need your words.

A world without you.

A gray world to see."

Pretty lady smiled and whispered.

"Promises made, must be promise kept.

When you open closed doors once,

they can close quickly, if just the liar prayers.

Meaningless words can burn the heart and the soul.

I am here and you must return home."

                             Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[andrew mitchell]

It’s nice riding the highs of love wrapped in that irresistible passion but that euphoria cannot last and sometimes one can get confused that one is falling out of love. Nice writing to ponder on John.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Andrew. I appreciate the comment.

[Rye]

WOW!! SO wonderful, beautiful and raw energy of love.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Ryanna. I appreciate your kind words.

[Tourist the Sleepwalker]

May have got this totally wrong but I get the feeling here this is not about a conventional' romantic relationship indeed rather it is about the person's relationship with their own creativity and possibly even goes into the idea that something may seem bad for us on the surface but it is also doing good things for the person underneath. I liked it anyway

[sette]

the romantic words... love poems are absolutely the best expression of love especially if reading them with that special someone beside you makes it more inspiring

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear friend. I agree. We need our muses. Keep the pen alive.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

You always tell your tales in words with that mix of forlornness, kindness, abandon and romance. In this you describe the way relationships often descend into the mundanity of being and the spark grows dim as we struggle in this primordial soup of entropy.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you John. Keeping love alive. Hard work, because we forget the kindness given too quickly.