Comes hell or high water..

A re-write. I hope better.

Comes hell or high water…

Upstream…

You were never easy, you were the day and I was the night, never stopping to keep our promises made.You were my sun and I was the moon, so much to do, we forgot to love.

If I had you near, now. Comes hell or high water, I would never release you again.

The damn road, the damn wars stole you away from me. The long highway and the bloody wars stole my kindness, seeking money, left me alone swimming upstream and so damn alone.

Once for a second, we had the harvest moon, we had strong whiskey and we danced nude for the moon and the stars. We devoured each other, tried to capture everything in minutes, in hours. We knew.

Soft and easy days were not our blessings, we were fugitives, holding on to hellish life and seeking freedom in the same words spoken.

Today dear lover, comes hell or high water, I wouldn’t leave you again. this time, I would beg for you to stay and the mercy of love promise.

                         Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Rewriting the old work. Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Has the sound of regret to it. In the afternoon of life, we sometimes chide ourselves for mistakes, especially in relationships that went sour due to lack of understanding. Such tendencies should be abandoned. We act, at any stage of life, according to what we believe is true at the time. We could not do otherwise. All experience is valuable, even the mistakes, if we learn something from it.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree my friend. Next time love came. I held on and we are still marry. 27 years. I appreciate the comment.

[Paul Bell]

Always think, in the moment it's always about yourself and your own personal feelings, maybe later you then realise the mistake of that time. Sadly time elapses so quickly and when its gone, it's gone. If only clocks could be turned back.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree Paul. If I could turn back time. I would. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.