Lay lady lay

Just words

                       

    Lay Lady lay

                 I remember you. Your eyes of hazel green and the softness of your voice made me stop and worship the joy of living in those soft and tender eyes.

I remember the Germany Summer day.  You danced by the small lake for me in the white Summer dress.  The sun reflection,  showed me perfect curves, long legs and tempting body. I told you. You are my goddess and muse for my words. You are my Dante's dream and wish.

You laughed at my words and you told me. "A Dante's love is for the finalist. He who gave-up before seeking victory. Better to be a Hemingway love. Drink, live and die in the glory of love unknown. Seek hidden motels and ride deep  into tempting places where foolish people can run wild and free."

We went to your small apartment. We drank the sweet red wine, listen to Leonard Cohen and we danced alone with the shadows of the night. I whispered to you. Lay lady lay. Allow my hands, lips and body to find safety in soft skin and your willing body.

I remember you. You became my Dante's Beatrice. You taught me how to live and you taught me how to die. I made the foolish wish many times to the night stars. Take me where love was sweet and kind whispers of love was alive. Lay lady lay upon sweet memories. I looked to the moon and the stars. I whispered to them. Thank you for the trip to heaven and to hell. I would do again.

                        John Castellenas/Coyote

Author's Note

Just words

Reviews

[Lorry]

An excellent first read of the day to wake up to. With your first line, the reader can tell that this is going to be a relatable read to many, as the eyes and the voice are as important to the memory as the photograph of them, stored in the mind. Reflective words, made all the more poignant by the last line, doing it all again shines the light on the positives of this time shared. Excellent write.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Nemo. I appreciate the comment.

[Lorry]

You're very welcome.

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Not "just words", John...the rich poetry of romance :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Lynn. I appreciate the comment.

[aLittlePain]

Ah another beautifully romantic piece John!
The measure of a man with your words :) You can teach many about what it means to appreciate a woman.
love the nod to Dante's Inferno! Gorgeous read. R xo

[Coyote Poetry]

Dante is one of my favorites and thank you my dear friend for reading and the comment.

[aLittlePain]

Dante is one of mine too :)

[Sean M. Addams]

very romantic and beautifully done .. love the lyrical ballad feel to this.. overall I thought you did a good job on this..

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Sean. Melonie did a amazing job with this song.

[barleygirl]

Lay-Lady-Lay = This is one of the most sensual songs of all time. I really enjoyed your story chock-full of sparkling details that stir memories of similar times from my own wild youth painted in different colors.

[Coyote Poetry]

One of the great songs. I believe Melonie version is best. Thank you dear friend for reading and the comment.

[Nirupama.H]

A very sweet and romantic piece.
Relished this line-
"Seek hidden motels and ride deep into tempting places"
Always a pleasure reading your works.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Nirupama.H]

You are very much welcome.

[Sami Khalil]

Whoa. So beautiful and romantic. You make women swoon and men jealous in writing. Always a delight reading your artful and tasteful works....:::))))

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Sami. I appreciate the comment.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome muchly. ...:::)))))

[andrew mitchell]

A lovely beautiful romantic picture you have painted with your ink and a title and song befitting your works.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Andrew. I appreciate the comment.

[Ana Papaya]

Beautiful writing Coyote, you show us how man should appreciate the beauty of a woman.
Body, mind, heart and soul.

[Coyote Poetry]

A wise man does and thank you dear friend for reading and the comment.

[Valentine]

There are so many days that have passed in each of our lives that we would love to live over again, true words John. Valentine

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes you are right my dear friend and thank you for reading and the comment.