A thousand years


045_45A thousand years

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Love never die my friend. Just a place we must water and care for.


A thousand years
Where are you, my sweet lover? I searched for you and all I found was traces of smiles and scent of gentle and sweet perfume left.We had an untamed love. You turned me inside out and made me bleed often. You taught me I could feel and I was alive.

I remember your desperate kisses and our ascend to places of passion where we got lost in the dance of long embrace and kiss.

You made me know. I was dying to love and real love demand payment. We were the fortunate ones for a moment. We held embrace and kiss over all things. I told you I would love you a thousand-year and you promised me nuptial bliss till my last breath.

I learn love built on words are promises  made to be broken. We held enormous dreams that stole our wisdom to disarm things that could not be. I wanted to save a world. That could not be saved. You wanted to dance, paint beautiful pictures and save a few.

I remember we found the fragile cup of quiet for a time. A time tattoos engraved deeply upon my heart and soul today. I learn too late. My promise to love you for a thousand years.  Were true emotions that I cannot forget and do not regret.

Today I’m adrift in the fragment of your memory. I learn restrain was a false emotion. I should have stop and never allowed you to leave my life. I should have bend and flexed to make sure I never allow your beautiful face and caress to leave my life.

Today I have dreams of a beauty who whispered kind words of love and promised me sweet kiss and embrace forever. I wished I knew. Forever was for the lucky and the fortunate ones.

Coyote/John Coyote