Sweet red wine
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible.

Sweet red wine

It was early fall. The sweet new wines of Germany came out.
They are cheap and tasty.
It was a beautiful late summer day.
The youth of the city of Boeblingen surrounded the lake drinking the wine and listening to music.
I was with my Scottish beauty.
She was so beautiful.
She held me so tightly.
We found a peace in a sweet love only
two innocent in heart can understand.
We drank the sweet red wine.
I asked her to marry me.
We sealed our two lives together,
with sweet and tender kisses.
Her sweet lips tasted of sweet red wine.

We traveled to Scotland together.
Made promises of forever to the Ivory Cliffs of Dover.
I could kiss and love my lady till we fell together in a happiness no-one
could separate.
She promised to love me forever and a day.
I told her. She would be my only sweet dream I can hold on to.

Somehow foolishness and bad timing allow us to separate.
I did not forget my promise.
Her kind memory is tattoos on my heart.
For after we separated.
I could not love anyone else.
I wished everyday to return to lake.
Drink sweet red wine.
Wrap my arms around her.
Kiss her sweet lips.
Have her warm body near.
For I cannot forget her beautiful face.
For her.
I have written a thousand words of love.
Never gave any woman what we shared and understood.
I whisper to the wind.
I pray to the moon and the stars.
My yearning to taste sweet red wine.
Dance by the Boeblingen lake with my love.
Kiss and hold her near.
Whisper thank you for her kindness and love for a foolish man.
This time.
I would not release her from my life.
Tender and lovely as always, John 🙂
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Thank you. I appreciate the comment.
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A touching tribute to your bright memory – I like the interspersing of photographs that can only capture a moment. Just a suggestion re layout as I missed reading it on my first pass – maybe push the first line down one line so that it doesn’t start to the right of the first picture? 🙂
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I will. Thank you for reading and the help.
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No problems 🙂
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Beautifully told!
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Thank you for reading.
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my pleasure! 😉
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Sad!
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When we are young. We believe we are invincible. We find out too late we are not. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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Beautiful!!
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Thank you. Good memories become better with time.
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Yes they do 🙂
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