She wanted Paris and I wanted her.
Paris in 1976
She wanted Paris and I wanted her
A Chapter by Coyote Poetry
Part one. I hope you enjoy.
This Chapter is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18.
Her soft hand holding my hand tightly.
She whispered you promised me Paris and wild nights.I want the old city of lights.
I want to make love in the silk sheets and soft blankets.
I want the strong coffee and to sit in the view of the river.
Watching you write poetry.
I want to tease you and I will wear my long dress, and I will open my legs for you.
I will allow you to see my bare legs and secret places, free from the shackle of panties.
I want you to see me and write freely, I want to make you mad with the hunger to
take me at will.
I embraced my beautiful and sweet Katie and told her.
If you want Paris. I want Paris too.
I yearn to see your legs opening wide and making me smile and dream.
I want to find new hunger and for us to find new places to touch and discover.
My sweet Katie smiled and she told me with a sweet smile.
You will is my command. She came to me and whispered.
You are mine and I’m yours. Please take what you need my kind lover.
I write in my journal. The saga of the imagination makes me wish for things I cannot have.
The wisp of need grow with time and teasing touches and memories.
I wanted beauty at my feet. I dreamed of places of chaos and no control.
I dreamed of Katie with her face resting in my lap, looking up with a shy smile.
Saying words with beautiful eyes that didn’t need to be spoken.
She wanted Paris and I wanted her.
I had dreams of beauty at my feet. Her hungers make me live and come alive again.
I told beautiful Katie.
You are the sweet wine to set my mind free and the fire in the cold night to warm
my body and spirit.
You will have Paris and I will have you.
Coyote/John Castellenas
I like the format of poetry morphing to prose and the different voices, as though a conversation has taken place either in the mind or in the journal as part of a reflection – of things that might have been perhaps?
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Based on life. I was stationed in Germany in 1977-1980. All things become better with distance and separation. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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romance on paper 😉 I like it so much
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Thank you for reading and the comment.I do appreciate.
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this is a masterpiece. 🙂
“She wanted Paris and I wanted her…”
you are a great writer – and this was such a task, unique piece!
“I want the old city of lights”
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Thank you for reading and the comment. Paris was a beautiful city.
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Amazing work, so smooth and peaceful..
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Thank you. I appreciate the comment.
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Yes, very good poem with an ever intriguing title.
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Thank you Mario for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
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You are welcome Sir. It brings me back.
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fantastic work, john )
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Thank you my fellow Michigan Friend. Thank you for the few warm days. I can’t wait for spring to appear.
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Wow just wow
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Thank you for the kind words. I do appreciate.
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no worries! i also shared it on my facebook page! xoxo
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Reblogged this on the Master's Slave and commented:
To all my fellow poets and poetess…a must read. A delightful expression of passion and desire.
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And in my silent longing, the light penetrates like dripping dew upon my skin. To know what lies beyond, a hope of all hope, of love and desire. And beyond the shadow of a doubt that even the sun cannot match the beauty of my Poet Love words, nor explain why she is so drawn to him. For he has planted the seed, fighting to grow to rise to the surface, peeking through, silently waiting for passions to storm, to ignite the love flame. So he takes her, with his head held high in a new knowledge of she, that she belongs to him, as he beholds this wisdom of ages, as if he has just the discovered the origin of the universe. and before him, he is so proud of his beautiful vision just revealed right before his eyes. Your words and poetry is like a beautiful dream. Be proud, you have accomplished my reaction. Exquisite, erotic and perfectly imperfect. So beautiful.
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Thank you Katie. I create chapter two already.
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I cant wait to read it
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Your poems often give me goosebumps as I wait to see where your words will take me, I am never disappointed. Thank you for sharing this.
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Thank you for reading and the kind words. I do appreciate.
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