“I want to see you again.” Everyone have their Beatrice. Sometime unreachable.
I want to see you again.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Good days become sweet dreams with time.
The powerful Pacific ocean hide the love stories of fearless lovers.
I wandered the beaches of Monterey.
I looked at faces. Chasing ghosts of old lovers and sweet kisses.
Longing for the embrace of sweet lovers lost in time.
I sit with my sweet red wine. I wander to better days and beautiful faces.
I remember my beautiful Beatrice. She loved the sea.
We would hold each other tightly.
Listening to the music of the waves and the breeze.
The empty beach was our paradise.
We needed some wine and a blanket to protect us from the cold night.
I remember my beautiful Beatrice dancing alone with the ghost of unknown past.
She would bring me up and we would dance like free Gypsies with no fear of tomorrow or yesterday.
Beatrice told me. “Life isn’t a guarantee my love, so my friend. Drink the wine and lift the bottle of tequila.
Drink to the new day. Drink to life and chance. Let death wait awhile for us.”
I want to see you again. Sweet Beatrice.
You set a fire of hope in my mind and heart and I wish to dance under a full moon with you in my arms.
Drink some good wine and strong tequila.
Allow the ocean to keep us safe from the unclean world.
The moon is full tonight.
Many people watching the stars and the waves.
Waiting for no-one.
I looked to the sky.
I prayed my Beatrice is alive and well.
Touched her dreams and goals.
I would like to thank her.
Thank her for showing me love and kindness is the way.
Best day are free.
Sit by the sea with lovers and family.
Life is to be lived and enjoyed.
Coyote
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Sounds like a good friend. Lovely,
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She was. My soldier’s buddy sister came from Italy. He knew only one person nuts enough to entertain a Italian girl in California. We traveled and she taught me not to be so serious. She spend three months here and went home. She write me a letter once in a great while. European know what is important. Travel and good drink.
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Sounds like a good friend to know. Thank you for sharing,
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When I was station in California for three years. I travels over 200,000 miles. So much to see on the coastline of California. I always had a waiting list for people wanting to know where I was going.
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You must be a natural born leader. Some men settle down later in life. Some grow roots early.
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So wonderful to be happy and content. Sounds like you have every thing a man could want.
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I found peace with old age. Family is important. Three grand-kids keep me young. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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Old age? what is your age. your not old
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55 years old and thank you.
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Lovable…
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Thank you for reading and the comment.
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This one speaks to me of contemplating memories, as though she was a touchstone on your journey. Magic.
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She was. We meet a few people in a lifetime who show us. Life is okay. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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