'Bang, bang'

Just words

                           'Bang, bang'

Pretty as a perfect picture, she sat alone with the 45 near and the Black Velvet whiskey almost gone. She called me at 3 am and she asked me. Do you love me still or am I just a Texas memory dear Poet.

I told her. Pretty lady, you send me away. Remember in Belton in the $25 motel. You told me, I was trying to steal from you and leave me be. I wanted real face and honest words. I wanted too much.

Sad lady drank the last of the whiskey and she whispered.  I need more whiskey and a kind voice. Can you come to me? I am so damn sad and lonely, gun is loaded and I tried to shoot the moon. Damn moon is complete and I can see my real face and I can feel my loneliness. Bang, bang, I shot the moon and the moon cannot bleed. I am bleeding.

I told my Texas girl, you will be okay. I will come over with some tequila. The whiskey song make us angry and we need to shoot the moon and the stars.  The tequila song, make us loud and make us want to dance and sing. Honey, love, sweetheart. You and I.  We are like the sun and the moon. Rarely can meet on safe ground. Today we will go to Belton lake, drink the tequila, laugh and dance like we are foolish children.

She laughed at my words and in a soft whisper. Just come to me Johnnie. The darkness is heavy and I am afraid I have become my mother's life. Destine to die alone and mean as hell. Can you love the storm? Can you forgive me for hating everything kind and sweet?

I told her. Life is more bad days than good. We need to create more good days my  love, honey, my wildfire girl. I have forgiven you after you spoke the words.  I know you are a hurricane. This is why I need you my Texas storm. I need to feel the storm.

She whispered, thank you Johnnie. Door is unlocked and I am waiting for you in my bed. Please come to me.

                                                 Johnnie

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[Neville]

They may be just words, but you write them so very well and make them sound real and true, to both my ears and my head..
They may be just words, but it is so darn easy to lose oneself in them..
They may be just words, but the way you lay them out, is poetry my good friend and true...... Neville

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Neville. I appreciate the comment.

[Neville]

said it before and shall no doubt say it again and again, my pleasure entirely.... N

[Just Kim]

Pretty as a perfect picture, she sat alone with the 45 near and the Black Velvet whiskey almost gone. She called me at 3 am and she asked me. Do you love me still or am I just a Texas memory dear Poet.

I JUST LOVED & ADORED this part of your write....
This is a really amazing write here.
Love this.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Kymberleigh. I did love the Texas girls. They told the truth and held back nothing.

[Lydia Shutter]

Indeed, we need to create more good days in our lives and try to forget the bad ones. Another romantic tale. I have said it before, John, you are a real romantic. I can see from the scenarios you create with your words. Wonderful...a joy to read. Lydi**

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Lydia. We need adventure and kind voices.

[sette]

are these just words? the message is so passionate and so promising

[Coyote Poetry]

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