My Winter love

Just words

                              My Winter love

Pretty German girl whispered to me sweet and tender words at the German tavern. Dear Johnnie. Only wine become better with time and people who dance on nails and lies. Just learn to accept the pain and the bleeding words of the wishes of sweet kiss and the midnight slow dances never attempted. Better to know the fire of love. Better to allowed soft fingers upon wanting skin and the great need to be held and love awaken.  Sleeping men learn too late. Love is life and life is love.

She wrapped her legs around me and she drowned me in a hundred sweet red wine kisses. I told her. It is late September and I feel the coldness of the Fall. You are more beautiful than the free mountains and as wild as a Dandelion field. I know you will break my heart. You are the wild sea. Angry and dangerous. If we tangle our two lives. Our love will burn like the Summer sun and your song of love will haunt me till my death.

Beautiful Daniela caressed my face with tender hands and she whispered.  We are damn if we do and we are damn if we don't. Life is to celebrate, for us to weep and for us to be brave. Winter is coming and I need you Johnnie to keep me warm and safe in the cold days of Winter. We can play love martyr and create canvases of two people. Paintings for us to hold tightly to, when life become ghosts and tales.

I brought her closer and I whispered. You are my Winter love and I pray. Love become a forever storm for us where we won't forget promises made and the sweet words of love.

She smiled and she whispered. Let us fall into the reverend of love. Love is like the sea. So beautiful, so powerful and cannot be controlled. Mistress love is a powerful medicine and you and I. Will test the gods of love and maybe we can be blessed with some utopia in love's embrace.

Johnnie kissed his love and  he whispered to her. The Gods always win.
                             John Castellenas/Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[Decidious wind]

Wonderful poetry! you Coyote never cease to amaze me. The love between the narrator of the poem and johanne is very relatable it seems like it is youthful because when we are young we know that love is dangerous yet we continue to pursue it because young people are just adventurous. please continue to write beautiful poetry like this.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear friend for reading and the kind words. I do appreciate.

[Dave]

So nicely done John - I too feel the blaze of the summer sun and the love it promises - that allows itself to be felt. Still the need, the hunger if you will in knowing, wanting to have the same warmth in winter.

Take care - Dave

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[Moonie]

This was most beautifully written, Coyote!!
"Our love will burn like the Summer sun and your song of love will haunt me till my death." You convey the power of love, its bitter-sweetness wonderfully. Love may be doomed from the start but as you say, "we are damned if we do, and we are damned if we don't" give in to it.... :)))

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear friend for reading and the comment. I do appreciate. Sometimes losing and knowing can be okay.

[Paul Bell]

Young love is the greatest journey ever.
Nothing is impossible. Even if everyone else can see the end. That doesn't matter. Cos they're not in the moment, and at that point in time, that's all that matters.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree Paul. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[emmajoy]

You, dear friend, have loved some beautiful women, girls, and seems, a few. But, all your poems make each woman immensely cherished, truly loved. That for any woman, is what matters. We give and take, we share.. and in the process, make a multitude of memores... you've shared yours with us over the years.. and for that, Thank You.

There are so many special phrases in this post, John, don't know which is most representative of sweet, passionate love.. must read a third time.. perhaps.. this.. or that.. hard to decide..

'.. We can play love martyr and create canvases of two people. Paintings for us to hold tightly to, when life become ghosts and tales... .. I brought her closer and I whispered. You are my Winter love and.. .. '

Sigh me breathless ..

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

Beautiful as always my friend
Is this you in the picture with
the beautiful German girl? I've missed
reading your work. Take care

[Coyote Poetry]

It was me 40 years ago when I was station in Germany. Thank you Benita for reading and the comment.

[Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet]

You're welcome hope you're well my friend. Take care 😊

[Ashwin Shanker]

Very romantic words, and the feel that I got listening to the song just made it better

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[Weeping willow]

Lovely words, expressing a fleeting time where love took flight in each persons heart. Nestled deep within it's veins.

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i dated a girl from Germany...we are actually still friends....it was nice, it was fleeting...much of love is...but we hold on to it hard while it is in our arms.

j.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right my friend. Hold tightly and joyfully when love is near. Thank you Jacob for reading and the comment.

[Benita Paloja]

Beautiful poetry. Reminded me of old black and white movies where the pretty girl fell in love with the soilder! Lovely! Also, I absolutely adore that picture, thanks for sharing!!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Benita. I appreciate the comment.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Love this poem of you, the young, handsome soldier, and the sweet German girl who adores you. Your words dance on my heart. The pictures are so precious. “Love is life and life is love.” Beautiful my friend, thank you for sharing your love and life.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Annette. We are young just for second.