40 cents more…

40 cents more


I called Scotland at 10pm, hoping for a proper goodbye. Beautiful Sheena answered her telephone and she  told me, Johnnie, I forgave you, We held love for a second and you taught me, love was sweet, love is bleeding and tears. I heard you suffered and please Johnnie. We wanted everything too fast, we grasp love and love was enough.

Operator came on. Told me 40 cents more for three minutes more.

I told her. I love you still and I pray you found the happiness you deserve. I go to the lake and dream of us, I learn too late, You were my Scottish girl dream and I didn’t know. Love was rare and so damns sweet.


Dear Sheena begin to cry and she whispered. I loved you once, Johnnie and I don’t love you no-more. Broken heart had healed and I won’t ever forget you. You taught me love was sweet and love is a murderer of our hearts. Please be safe and be kind. Johnnie, you can’t have everything. I would of gave you everything and it wasn’t enough. Goodbye sweet soldiers. 

I whispered goodbye to dear Sheena. A rainy night on a Winter Germany night. I felt a sweet dream die, forever.


                              Dancing Coyote