Give and take

Love is a two-way street. Must give to receive.

        Give and take

Pretty woman spoke of love and hate in the same sentence.
I asked her. "Did she know the different between love and hate?"

She downed her shot of Jack Daniels. She smiled and told me. "Here in this Austin
tavern. A lot of leftovers my friend. Sweet love left them with hate. When the love is fresh.
Love can be  boundless. Inflamed desire lead us to good places. Love can kindle hope when we are
young and foolish. The peril of love decayed leaving us here drinking and wishing to be in a better place."

The Texas girl told me. " Poet tell me a good story of love. Where two people found a lifetime of happiness.
Tell me a story of a fairytale ending. Make be believe love can be true."

I order two Long Island ice teas and I told her. "Love is fair. Wise people don't use up all the wants and needs of the body in one night. Love is like a garden. Need attention, watering and care. If we hit and run forgetting to hold on tight and listen. We are just borrowing love. Real love is honest, tender and forever. Not the in and out of sex. Sex is good. It isn't love."

Auburn hair beauty asked "Do I like her? Can you dance?

I told her. "I like you a lot.  I like your auburn hair and pretty blue eyes. You are  a beautiful woman.
 I would like to dance with you. Let's go slow and easy. Those Texas two-step are very nice. Allow two people
to dance and enjoy the night. We have the long night ahead. Don't need to be greedy.  Time is my last
wealth. Let's create a story of love and possibilities."

Her blue eyes light up and she told me. "Time to dance my Poet friend. Let's create a fairytale with
a good ending. I'm sick of sadness and loneliness. Please make me laugh and show me I will be okay."

I took her to the dance floor. I held her close and I whispered. "Love is give and take. Need time to
cultivate and grow. Many kinds of love. Sometime friendship can lead us to good places."

She gave me a beautiful smile and we moved on the dance floor with ease. Just two people with some hope
and no place to go.

                                      Coyote

Author's Note

Another Austin, Texas poem. I recommend a New Year eve in Austin, Texas. Best people who know how to party and celebrate being alive.

Reviews

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

Indeed love is a two-way street, a give-and-take relationship. You cannot love unless you know not how to give. And don't expect that somebody would love you if you don't know how to care.

"She gave me a beautiful smile and we moved on the dance floor with ease. Just two people with some hope and no place to go."---This is a perfect ending to your story. Hope is a great arm for every individual in taking his journey.

Well-penned!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Dhaye. Take two to tangle.

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

You're welcome.

[外人 (Gaiji..]

Wonderful as always, interesting story, one of those i'd like to read everyday. Also, I found out we have the same ideas about love, unfortunately, I believe few people keep on thinking this way.
Great job !

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for the many reviews. If we don't give and take in love. We will lose love.

[Mrs.January]

I really enjoyed this thank you for sharing!

[Mark]

Lovely story. Wise words. Always it's a pleasure to read your writing my friend.

[Buddhistboy73]

This for me reads more like a mini-story than a poem. I enjoyed the theme, and the well written idea behind it.....there are so many people out there looking for love.....and some just sex....so this for me was an enjoyable and enlightening read....."need time to cultivate and grow"......"just two people with some hope and no place to go"....my favourite lines....

Thanks for sharing....

BB

[Rachelle]

Sow and nurture. Let it germinate, take root and burst forth into the sunshine, flourish in the wind and rain to blossom and fruit scattering more seeds of love as the wind blows.

[Coyote Poetry]

Good farm words can lead to true love. I like them.

[My Favorite Writer !]

So beautiful ! Love is very precious..One who is able to find true love is the luckiest person in the world.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are correct. Took me 37 years to find my poor wife. Thank you for reading and the comment.