Bittersweet goodbye

A rewrite. I hope better.

Bittersweet goodbye

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Goodbyes are necessary. Need closure to all things.  

  Bittersweet closure…

I walked up to her house in late June 1980. I celebrated one year with this young woman and in the comfort of her small apartment. We learned passion, love, disappointment and loneliness. An angelic face answered the door and she asked me. Why did I come? She fell into my arms.

I was leaving the Army and Germany in one week. Three years in the beauty and elegance of Germany was coming to the end. I came for closure. My beautiful Daniela took me to heaven and hell. We entwined two lives for a year and her beauty and energy for living enchanted my heart. We reached the pinnacle of passion. A million sweet kisses and thousand words of love. Now only emotions left are sweet dreams and words written to a journal.

Now she is crying. Her new love is dead. I whispered I didn’t know and I didn’t want anyone to die. I went to the Army P.X. and I brought her favorite rum to her. I played her Leonard Cohen and Elvis music and I allowed her to hold on to me.

Silence was necessary for us, sometimes words don’t mean much. They only swim in sadness, allowing the pain to do the fatal mercy of killing off the last of your hope and joy.

A young woman broke my heart. The elixir of sweet love has turned bittersweet. Now forgiveness and kindness are all
we had left. Sweet and beautiful Daniela. She asked me, did I come to save her? I whispered I came to say goodbye the right way and to tell her thank you. Her blue eyes looked into mine and she asked for what? I condemn you to grief and damnation.

I kissed her forehead and I told her. The only offense we would have, dear Daniela is, we didn’t tried to love. I remember breathtaking kisses, the warmth of two bodies becoming one for a time, nights of love and passion

You will always bring a smile to my sleeping heart. When my body and mind are old. Your beautiful face and our midnight dances. Those stories won’t ever leave my heart and dreams.

I sat and baby sit Daniela for three days. I caressed her like a child. We drank rum and we listened to her favorite music. We slept in the same bed and I tried to make her okay. She needed more than I could give her and I told her. If you need me. Please call me and I will always love you my dearest Daniela. Life isn’t fair and we must remember the good times. Even when the bad days are drowning us. She told me. Thank you Johnnie, I thought I was alone and thank you for being kind to me. I left her with new records of Leonard Cohen, cases of cigarettes and more rum. I told her. Sometime all we have is prayers and the remnants of hope. We are dancers on a edge, barely alive. Please Daniela, find something to keep you busy. Great sadness is tattoos to our heart and minds forever.

I left her with no words of love. Just a bittersweet goodbye.

                      Coyote
                    July 1982

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Such a beautiful story, and so brilliantly written with a touch of that melancholy, but the fact you tried to comfort her gives the poem a bit of hopefulness. 'Now only emotions left are sweet dreams and words written to a journal.' That's a perfect acknowledgment and I feel like words that every poet, maybe every PERSON has felt but has never been able to express! It's a bittersweet, painful, and nostalgic piece. Thank you so much for sharing wonderful memories and writing them down. (:

[Coyote Poetry]

She was my first love. My first heartbreak. Now my muse for many stories and poetry. Thank you dear friend for reading and the comment.

[Neville]

When something needs tweaking, it wont rest until tweaked .. I think sometimes I post things knowing that they probably will need to be re-worked to satisfy me and paint a more accurate picture of how it once really was .. I thoroughly enjoyed being a fly on the wall for a while Coyote .. Thank you and truly :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Me too Neville. I free-flow write. I always need to check them later and thank you for reading and the comment.

[Chris Shaw]

Loved how you tried to comfort Daniela in her sadness. Your love was over but you remembered the good times . Honesty is important. Your goodbye was honest. Cohen, cigarettes and rum as a parting gift. Bittersweet, but truthful Coyote. Always good to read you.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Chris for reading and the comment. A old poem with a re-write. I appreciate the comment.

[Chris Shaw]

You are most welcome. It's good to revisit poems at a later date and tweak them or do a rewrite. Keeps the memory alive. Have a great day dear Coyote.

[Stella Armour]

Leonard Cohen ... his music and poetry are just awesome and i hope she found some solace in them.( not sure about the rum )
Life is hard sometimes especially in young love..

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Stella. When we are young. We believe love is never-ending. We learn. It isn't. We must be kind to love and maybe love will be kind to us. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Stella Armour]

always a pleasure my friend..

[Carola]

a sad & yet beautiful story coyote.
the sentence " Great sadness is tattoos to our heart and minds forever." is so true!
cheerio carola

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Carola for reading and the comment. I do appreciate. When we know love. Love become the part of us.

[Breeze Cool]

I Love IT...
The FLow of poem and the poem story dive it to the whole story writing.

[Coyote Poetry]

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