Rear-end of a so-call love.

Sometime little is better than none.

 Rear-end of a so-call love.

She poured the tequila.
Told me I'm the only one.

I whispered..
To the only one I'm holding tonight.
 I  kissed her  tequila soaks lips.

We engulfed in a laughter.
 We were two people with only lies left.

But it doesn't matter anyway.

We fell on the cheap motel bed.
 I held her tightly.

Our lovemaking isn't to excite the soul.

Just to release a hunger.
 That always want more.

She told me I was her best.
 I whispered you were the best too.

We laughed again.

Lies are easy to speak.

Does it matter anyway?

We separate in the morning.

I don't ask for a phone number.

We know where to find each other.

At the bar with the cheap liquor.

After the beer and booze hit.

It don't matter anyway.

                            COYOTE

 

Author's Note

Old poem and old places. Good to be wild and crazy once.

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

The imagery is so intense, I could almost taste the tequila and hear your laughter! Filled with an urgent carnal desire...in some situations, lies are the kindest gift one can give. A very good "slice of life" sort of write, Coyote. I liked it a lot. Lydi**

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Lydia. I wander back to my days of freedom in the Army. Good to have the highway and time to discover new places and people.

[Anita Singh]

I liked the poem. Two lonely souls hungry for physical pleasure. Lurking in the dark alleys and then ending up in a hotel room. I like the way they lie and then laugh together. Nice work!

[Coyote Poetry]

Better to laugh than cry. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[writing mojo]

I love the drunken mastered flow of this bar timed poem..it's very believable, and not too wordy just like the in and out intent, you placed her within well written sheets....great piece

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for reading and the comment. I like the bar poetry. I was single for 15 years in my time in the service. I knew most of the taverns on highway 35.

[Renée]

Great Piece of writing ! I could smell the tequila from here… love the lines " Our lovemaking isn't to excited the soul. Just to release a hunger..that always wants more" title is a perfect fit !

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Renee. I roamed a single man for 12 years in the Army. In the darkness of the taverns. Ain't nothing to hide anymore.

[Renée]

Some paths become sweet memories …thank you for sharing them ( :

[Lover Of Words]

This is beautiful Coyote... Simply beautiful

[Coyote Poetry]

Old poetry reborn. Thank you for reading and the kind words.