Elvis Presley song and some words.
You are always on my mind
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
The splendor of true love,
where you allow the wall of fear to fall completely down.
Allowing emotion and desire to take two people away to finding the real
pleasures learn by the burning candles and sweet red wine.
We touched our wine glasses and
we held our kisses deep and long.
The locked door left us protected and safe.
In a dreamer’s paradise.
The coldness of Winter brought you to me.
You wanted someone to read poetry to you and keep you warm.
I wanted someone to give me hope and strength.
I remembered you came to me late in the evening,
holding wine coolers and desired conversation.
Dressed like a woman and
the innocence of a child wanting me to open my door for you.
I saw a devil dressed in a sexy black dress with a hunger that
I could not control and I watched you take off your coat. Allowing my eyes to see your beautiful young body. The short skirt allowed me the pleasure of seeing your long legs.
I told your. “Sometime better not to start something we cannot stop. “
You came to me and you went to your knees. Laid your long red hair across my lap and
raised your face to me. I looked into clear blue eyes and I lost control.
You were just a baby. Nineteen and fearless. I was still young and strong.
I knew if you start a fire you can’t put out.
The final act will be sadness.
You took my hands and kissed them.
You whispered. “You have been so kind to me. Had great patience being my
teacher at work. I know you desire me and I see how you look at me. I want someone to
show me the world. Teach me pleasure and pain. Show me what love is supposed
to be. I want a man’s hands on my body. Not a boy’s.”
I asked for a wine cooler. I told you. “I don’t know”.
You gave me sweet kisses and took my hands. You wrapped her arms around me.
Asked me. “Should I go?”
I said “no”.
The cold of Winter was blowing a gentle northern breeze.
I looked out at my skylight and
I prayed not to make a fool’s wish tonight.
Two lovers begin a new journey.
When passion and desire come. Very hard to stop.
The beauty of the first kiss, the first caress, the first taste of a lover’s skin.
Stays with you forever.
I knew already. “Fine line between sex and love. Sex creates peace for the body.
Love creates peace for the soul. When you dance with the young in heart, pleasure is the desire, and love is not so important.”
I still remember the love-making. Wasn’t for pleasure. Was to fix a desire that grew with each touch. Your hunger grew till one day, early in the Spring, You left me. I knew the day would come. Some woman are to be held forever, some are to be held for a moment.
I allowed you to leave. I knew it was better to be kind in the goodbye. My heart was gone and I found little solitude in my life. I joined a war to escape your memory.
Funny, life is a circle. We met two more times. We had a strange bond.
Even today, years later. I wish to touch our glasses filled with the sweet red wine. Touch your perfect body till the morning light. Some dreams become nightmares, then the nightmares become sweet dreams.
I told you often over the year. “You are always on my mind.”