Bang, bang

Just words

                            Bang, bang

I met her at the Stray Cat lounge. She sat alone and her eyes were deadly and hazel green. The bartender told me. Johnnie, she is a wild cat. Can't tame a wild animals. She will kill everything you know that is kind and sweet.

I watched her dance near the stage. The jazz was deep and hard tonight. She moved slowly to the beat of the song in her tight black dress to the sweet jazz songs. I loved that she danced barefoot and her free-flowing hair touched her lower shoulders. I went to her and I whispered to her wanting ear.

Are you savior, are you my muse? She turned to me. In her eyes, I saw free forest and wild sea. She brought me closer and she forced my hips and shoulders to move with her. She smelled of wild flowers and Long Island ice teas. We became one in the movement of the gentle jazz.

She turned to me. Her eyes, alive and dancing. Poet, I know you. You speak of love entanglement and bang, bang. You shall run away. You and I. Kindred in the emotions of love. You have killed every kindness given and I warn you sweet man. I'm cold as the Alaska Winter and as fickle as a Michigan Spring. You love to tempt the Devil dear poet.

I kissed her bright red lips and brought her burning body near. I whispered. Hell, don't want us. At the Purgatory Inn, you are I. Lovers, abusers and stealers of gin and sin. Just odd strangers knowing what is truly left.

"Sophia, Sophia.

The gun is loaded and

the night is long.

You are the prettiest woman, I ever seen.

Siren, killer and my delicious muse.

Love me, kiss me, kill me.

Bang, bang.

I will accept the payment."

She kissed me back and she whispered. Tempting words, pretty lies. You may be right. You and I. Treat love like a gun-fight. I like your face, I like your words. Maybe love be sweet, maybe love be damned. Tonight we dance and maybe? We won't die tonight.

                 Johnnie/Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[lightsong]

"She smelled of wild flowers and Long Island ice teas... I'm cold as the Alaska Winter and as fickle as a Michigan Spring... " You always write such breathtaking expressions... never less here, but another deep strong passions filled-words... You always take us back to Your moment to live it so real with You.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thnk you my friend for reading and the comment. Michigan Spring is loco.

[sette]

just trying to visualize the words youve written can be breathtaking that can melt a cold heart

[Coyote Poetry]

The good song made me wish to write. Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[poetgurl (Plainly Meg)]

oh wow, love this especially those last two lines, it sums everything up so nicely

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[Einstein Noodle]

your stories always put me in the scene ...the dialogue in this one is one of your best i think ..i am the optimist so the danger these two spark together is nothing but a bad end in sight ... at least they are honest eh?!
E.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right my friend. Two people wanting little have one place to go. Sadness.. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Ranger Kessel]

Just words put into fancy and compelling literature. This is amazing! I can't say enough. I thoroughly enjoyed this. It is wonderfully written. Thank you for sharing this. I give five stars.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Ranger Kessel. I appreciate the kind words.