A short poem for the Poet Virgil


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A short poem for the Poet Virgil

A Poem by Coyote Poetry

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Poetry for love and the dance

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                              Damn the Gods

Pretty lady laid bare in heart and soul watching the sun fall into the sea.
She looked at me and told me. “Damn the gods who hate love. They tried to
separate us. I need you near. Not far. We will trick the Gods.
Dance in the bliss of real love. Make them jealous we can truly love.”

She reached for the rising moon and whispered a prayer.
“The god of the sea allow us to create a temple where two lovers can become one.
Filling empty spaces needing to know completeness and calm.”

My lovely woman looked at me and whispered. “I want to be your first and last breathe felt.
I want you to make me feel like I’m the only one left for you to hold when the nights are
cold and lonely. I want you to release your energy an passion into my willing body. Let’s make
the Gods wish to know what we know. The eternal dance of love. Free from the decaying
world around us.”

I brought my sweet lover near. Kissed her forehead and than sweet lips. I told her. “You
are my morning sunrise. You are the sun that warm my heart and your smile and sweet kiss
is the reasons I want to be alive. Damn the Gods of rules and control. We will make our
last stand on the Seaside beach. Show the Gods. Love is life. Life is love. My beautiful
woman please stay with me. Let’s wait for the morning light and find the way to forever.”

The Gods smiles above. They enjoyed the view. The ancient Gods raised glassed of sweet red
wine to love, for forever.  They looked down at the lovers. Gave them a blessing and left them be.

Coyote/John Castellenas