Two short poems

Just words

                                    Drunk in love

I found her alone sitting in the Monterey coffee shop.
Eyes of ocean blue and filled with sadness and regret.
She was my friend and we attempted love often.
I told her. Her sweet voice and long legs made me drunk in love.
I loved her sadness, regret and words.
I loved her sweet kiss, tasting of wine and whiskey.
The lovers kiss without regret or payment is gifts for the us who need and want little.
 
I dreamed of her. I love when our two bodies are fighting to reach new utopia of the body need.
Drunken love are just short stories to be written without the happy ending of forever.

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                      Reading of hand

The pretty lady asked me with the Long Island honesty.
Am I beautiful? Am I worth someone time?

I took the woman right hand and traced a love line that reached forever.
I told her. You are a lover my pretty lady.
You have many lines crossing your love line. Disappointment and regret will be many.
The test of love will lead you to everlasting love.
You will be fine honey. Just remember you don't find love. Love will find you.

                      John Castellenas/Coyote

Author's Note

New words. I hope you like.

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

John, your poetry proves that you are a lover of women...all sorts. You are such a romantic. I think all the women you have had contact with throughout your life must have felt special while you were with them. That is wonderful. I enjoyed these poems. Lydi**

[Coyote Poetry]

Dear Grandfather taught me. Treat woman as they are all you can see. He treated my Grandmother like a goddess for almost 70 years. I believe this is what love support to be. Make someone feel like they are your one and only. Thank you Lydia. I appreciate the comment.

[Lydia Shutter]

Your grandfather was a smart man.

[Coyote Poetry]

He was. I try to follow his example.

[lightflower14]

wow!not that i like it,but i love it.infact there is no perfect lady that will hear this words that won't feel perfect or complete.
thanks for sharing those special with us.

[lightflower14]

of course!that's so romantic,so you mean she is a fairy.

[Coyote Poetry]

No fairy upon the earth. Just us trying to do our best. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[J. J. Nightingale]

Wanting and needing Love..
Some settle for less than Love
Some settle for words alone..

Reaching for..and touching hearts..makes the world a grand place...


Interesting...and I can tell you are a True Romantic...

Jazzy

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Jazzy. I was once. Now just a Grandpa.

[J. J. Nightingale]

LOL.. Grandpas can be Romantic too...................Oh I have 5 granddaughters..and one great grandson....

[J. J. Nightingale]

Oh..You are welcome..........

[Coyote Poetry]

I tried. Must make poor wife happy.

[Jen Walters]

I love the sensuality in these poems. Deep and rich and filled with so much emotion and history. Thanks for sharing these writings, and have a wonderful evening

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Jen. I appreciate the many comments.

[Jen Walters]

You're quite welcome, I am sorry to have not gotten back to you sooner I have had internet issues and have been very busy. Have a great day.

[Pryde Foltz]

Those last lines hold much wisdom, Coyote. Love yourself and love will flow to you. Much beauty here, as always.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Pryde. I appreciate the kind words.

[Tomoe Tellez]

"Just remember you don't find love. Love will find you." This is so beautifully written.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Alondra. I appreciate the comment.

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beautiful poetry, John... it is good to be able to see the wonder in those around us...love doesn't require much, just someone to hold it properly... well-done

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right and thank you for reading.

[Benson Osuji]

wow its wonderful I like your respect for women

[Coyote Poetry]

We must respect women. They are our mothers, sisters and grandmothers. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Benson Osuji]

help me review my poem