Nothing really matters

Just words.

Nothing really matters

She asked him,

with tears falling down her pretty face.

What do you want from me?

You borrow and steal,

leave me feeling empty.

You walk away from me and I chase you.

Do you need me? Am I, your morning sun, the stars, you want to see in the night?

The man with the dead eyes,

his spirit defeated, whispered.

I am the sleeping man,

the angry man,

dead in soul, lost in spirit.

Please stay with me my kind lady,

you awaken my desire  not be alone,

you are my softness, my gentle voice in the madness of my mind.

I would tell you, nothing really matters, it is the poet's lie.

If you dance with the Devil,

the Devil shall lead and he will steal everything you have.

She brought his face to her breasts and she sang to him.

"Lovers love, Lover stay.

The Gypsy heart can stray,

the Gypsy heart love the elixir of kiss,

the strong drink,

they love the smell of the sea,

the long highway.

We are  tangle webs,

echoes of words,

we need to believe."

She whispered.

We shall die in pieces a thousand times,

love so few,

be intoxicated by the Devil dance.

Please stay with me,

maybe,

in the morning.

Dead man may learn,

love is life, life is love.

No-one can walk alone.

               Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Some words.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

i hold out hope for the dead man ... the softness of women and their honest vulnerable hearts can waken even the most decayed and dying to the truth about life and love ... some deeps thoughts .. conflicting emotions and desires ... love the Gypsy and the song ... wanderlust can become and addiction eh!? if you read through for editing puposes you will see a few small errors in syntax ie." the Gypsy heart love the elixir of kiss," and "they love smell of the sea," ;) powerful emotive and i have vivid images along with the story telling in this ... i especially appreciate how your voice in a lot of your poetry speaks with such respect for women ie "Please stay with me my kind lady," he knows her value and in spite of having dead eyes he can still see the kindness in her ...
E.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Einstein for the amazing comment. I do appreciate.

[Chris Shaw]

Touching words. There must be many who feel dead inside. They are the ones who need to be loved most. They are the ones who need to experience the love of another, of feeling warmth, companionship and being cherished. I thought of all the lonely people in this world when I read your lines Coyote and I know the world is full of them.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right dear Chris. Some people accept the loneliness and thank you for reading and the comment.

[Neville]

what a fine treat to find these fine words this fine Sunday mane my fine literary friend.... cheers DC..... Neville

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Neville. I appreciate the comment.

[Neville]

my pleasure.... N

[Ken Simm.]

AS with all of your poems there is a real story here. Real live, real emotions and realfeelings confronting real situations. I love it John. But then what else is new when looking at your glorious work.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are very kind my friend and thank you for reading.