Never dance with the Devil

Just words.

                         Never dance with the Devil

You are so damn fine, yes you are. You are like Black Velvet whiskey, Straight, easy to drink and smooth as silky kisses and erotic dances at the midnight hour.

I told you. Never dance with the Devil. She will tempt you and make you want some more. You will be owned you and scar you forever. Some woman are sweet, kind and a safe haven. I know you are not.

I know if I kissed those soft and tender lips, I know if I looked into those wild and untamed eyes. I'm lost.

I told you often. I love your voice. Your voice like sweet honey will make me want to fall to my knees and make me beg for mercy before I have sins.

I know you are crazy and you make me want to know crazy.

Locked-up man is dreaming of you. The locked-up man is planning escape and he knows.

He will run to the Devil women. 

The free man shall know. Love is costly and so wonderful.

He told the woman. You and I.

Will we survive the madness or are we just a wild fire burning fast and shall fade to myth and tale?

She smiled and she whispered. Better to drown in the flame of a passionate love than to live a life.

Just waiting for death.

Free man and beautiful lady sat by the sea and they sang to the moon.

Love be damns.

Love be sweet.

Love, be you and I.

Dear moons, dear stars.

We accept the payment.

We will trick the Gods.

Show them.

Love is the sweetest wine,

love is the kindest touch and 

love is you and I.

                          John Castellenas/ Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

There are evil people in this world, but somehow they are always charismatic. The passion and eroticism in this one is heady, John. The poem at the end of the prose is so sweet....but is love really always that way? I'm not so sure. Your words are always worthwhile reading. Lydi**

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Lydia. I appreciate your kind words and the comment. I try to be sweet.

[Lydia Shutter]

:) And you are, my friend. Lydi**

[Pete]

to love is to live. this is good stuff. nice write. i enjoyed this and it made me smile. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Pete. I appreciate the comment.

[MsJewel]

Sometimes the heart wants what it wants.. Our head tells us it is wrong, but does the heart listen? Not likely. Well done my friend :) Julie

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right dear Julie. Heart is fearless and thank you for reading and the comment.

[wordman]

it seems we are taken in more often by the devil,love and passion always seem to prevail
sin has such a sweet taste for some reason

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right. Dangerous places and dangerous woman. Needed when we are young and brave.

[Zoya]

Mesmerising as ever! The tricks of the devil are what people enjoy the most. Few are the ones who can make their impish-ness seem alluring. Loved this!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right Zoe and thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Zoya]

Most welcome

[Alfred Kukitz]

i’ve tasted the damned women, that worked best for me, we both knew our damnation and slid into the wild for free.

i enjoyed in what the writing did to me. thanks john!

regards,
al

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Alfred. Woman had torture me and saved me.

[sette]

Love is the sweetest wine,
love is the kindest touch and
love is you and I. very romantic words, love can really be a very powerful emotion that sometimes even the smallest thing can be considered big.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for reading and I appreciate your comment. I agree. Love is needed and wanted.

[John Ciarmello]

"Better to drown in the flame of a passionate love then to live a life just waiting for death" What a sincere and heartfelt sentence, John! I can only comment always on the passion you have for each and every piece you write. It comes through every time my friend! Know that!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you John. I appreciate the comment.

[R.E. Ray]

Coyote, another good one from you! I especially like the music you paired with this one. You can feel the rhythm and heaviness as you read this poem. It's all good. Still, the ending, the song, pure devil whispering in the sea breeze, like that open whiskey bottle--nothing but trouble to follow. Nice work!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right Robert. Good trouble? Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Mary]

All throughout the poem I kept rooting for the lovers- go! go for it! enjoy the dance- please please don't play it safe anyomore- it's just the world that wants you to believe it's the devil. The final stanza is perfect! And the gods will indeed be proven wrong.

[Coyote Poetry]

Good to make the Gods pissed-off. Thank you Mary. I appreciate the comment.