The moonlight and you

Just words

                         

    The moonlight and you
I found her again on a rainy Fall October night and I fell to my knees and I told her. When I lost you. I learn I could bleed regret and sorrow. You were the best things I ever held and knew. I was 6000 miles away and I couldn't forget her blue eyes and your kind and gentle beautiful face.

I painted my life black with false dreams. My life was a search for a good way to die and the war taught me. My silence pain was not loving enough. I learn too late. I should of lived and die in her eyes and embrace.

In the cover of  Middle East moonlight. I wrote a 100,000 words of love for her.  Journals filled with jigsaw poetry. My words intoxicating with the need to consume in her  kiss and to fall into your embrace again. Even in my poetry on the paper. I knew.

Wise men hold on and foolish men allow the existence of love to be wasted and to be tossed away. Today I'm in Clinton, Michigan and she is  waiting for me. A midnight call allowed me to fall into the gentleness of her eyes again.

She opened the door in a tee-sheet, kind face and beautiful smile. She wrapped your arms around me. She whispered. "My Soldier boy came home. I pray you didn't fall to your madness." We fell together holding hands and sharing warm and sweet kisses.
 
She put her long legs over my lap and you whispered.  Every kiss is missed and every celestial place where lovers fall. Are never forgotten. You were kind to me and I was a wild and untamed without wanting solid place or proper ending.  I'm scared, used and not innocence dear Johnie. Do you want to be here with me?"

I kissed her one, I kissed her twice and I told her. Few angels and perfect people. Some of us must learn the hard way. We must feel love, bleed love and swim in the good days and nights. I'm dirty with sin too my Jenny. I will love you forever if you allow me. She smiled and she lay her head into my chest and she whispered.

"I' glad you are here. I knew you would find me. I'm easy to find my love. I have cheated myself often in the emotion of love and today. You and I. Slow and easy dear Johnnie. Love comes when love come. Love find you and I hope you and I. Are not myth and tale for your journal.

                              John Castellenas/Coyote
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Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[fallen.angel.]

It's been a while since I've been back on writerscafe, and I can definitely say that your writing is always the best part about it

I've been missing out on fantastic writings such as this!

Loved the way you painted a picture in my mind through your words !

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Destiny. Glad to see your name today. I appreciate the comment. I hope you have a safe,fun and successful 2017.

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

"Love find you and I hope you and I. Are not myth and tale for your journal."

very poignant lines - if we are truly happy, does such happiness deserve to be written down, or is its essence only legitimate through experience?

[Coyote Poetry]

When love failed. Become the poet written words and wish. Old saying. When a writer had loved you. You will live forever in their words. Thank you dear friend for reading and the comment.

[Ana Papaya]

Such an emotional reunion. It makes my heart jump and skip. Beautiful story.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Ana for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Ana Papaya]

Always my pleasure and as much as I love your writing I always enjoy your music too.

[~Sarah~ Idríel T..]

As always a really good writing, dear friend!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Sarah. I appreciate the comment.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

I love this--"Journals filled with jigsaw poetry. My words intoxicating with the need to consume in her kiss and to fall into your embrace again. Even in my poetry on the paper. I knew."
Painting a story with words and your characters in poetry.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Josie. Love is the writer's muse.

[andrew mitchell]

another passionate write, whether the bridge you built in joining is still there on one's return, the uncertainty, the changes to both having to overcome witnessing atrocities at war. yes its another level to overcome and reunite for one or two people have grown differently with change. a nice write john

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Andrew. I appreciate the comment.

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Once again you have written an extremely heartfelt piece; infused with the knowledge and emotions that can only come with experience.

Your words always have wisdom for the masses, Coyote. Always written delicately and always infused with romance, love and undying passion.

A new year has been born, and along with it shall be many more poems of love and longing.

An exceptional write, my friend. Well Done.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Doodley. I appreciate the comment my friend.

[Starkindler33]

Beautiful work, as always!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend. I appreciate the comment.

[Michael S]

Beautiful write ! A romantic and emotional one !
loved the words used in it.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Michael. I appreciate the comment.