Almost California…

(Johnny and Jennifer in the Winter of 1992.)

   Almost California——
–I was your Hemingway and you were my Agnes. We were free falling into a love that could never be. I wanted you forever and you wanted to be okay. A soldier love, held on by a whisper and a wish. I brought you to California in the Winter of 1992 and we drank Irish coffee on the Monterey pier. I knew as we held hands and talks. I saw our two world being separated and my sweetest miracle, running to new dreams. And I was alone.—
—We kissed often at the San Francisco airport and I saw in your eyes, great sadness. You told me I loved California and thank you for bringing me to you. I watched you walk away with soft tears in your eyes and I knew. I would never see you again. I learn this day. The goodbyes not said shall break your heart forever.—
                         Almost California
I took you to Big Sur,
we watched the Winter waves,
holding hands and knowing a kind silence.
We drank wine at the River Inn and
I watched your beautiful eyes,
enjoy the beauty of the river near.
We danced, shared laughter at the Santa Cruz pier and
I loved the joy and happiness in your eyes.
The carnival was alive and you waltzed on the beach with me.
I remember you told me.
You are too kind to me and I will always love you,
I will always remember you.
We drank the Irish coffee every night for three nights in Monterey Irish pub and
we held hands and we talks of great dreams.
I held you so tightly and I heard you cry when you thought I was asleep.
I saw our two world falling apart and I knew.
Just smile, breathe in your words and make every kiss a memory.
I knew these days,  almost love was near us in California.
Today I know, I wasn’t brave enough.
I know no take backs and If I could.
I should of fought teeth and bones to keep you in my life.
I didn’t.
Dancing Coyote