DeserveA Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words Deserve Father told me often, we get what we deserve. I played the b*****d well and the darkness overtook my life. He turned to me and he whispered. Something we can't be forgiven for. Exquisite lady in the dark tavern asked. Are you waiting for sin, more gin or me. I smiled and I asked her. Have you danced with the devil? Have you played the devil? Are you willing to steal and borrow for love? She laughed at my words and she told me. Few of show real face, the white words, the black words, just words said in the darkness of the night. Sometime we take what we need. Sweet or not, we must follow our destiny. It is midnight in Austin, Texas. The hot June night brought me here to hear your poetry. I know you Johnnie, read poetry at seven pm at the bookstore and you drink the three dollars Long Ice Teas till 12 midnight at the last chance saloon. Dear Poet, please whisper me a poem. Sometime dirty and so damn sweet. " Lacy Sugar and spice, everything nice. You are. When I look into those hazel eyes, feel you skin again my skin on the dancefloor, the grey sky turn bluer than blue. You are my Summer wine, my Winters blues, my Spring time wish. Lacy love, Lacy, so damn beautiful and sweet. If I got lost in the embrace of those long legs, those loving arms. Kissed the lips of red. You would beckon me to believe love is true, but we know. We get what we deserve. You and I. Just thieves and liars, wanting just enough to make our bones feel alive." She smiled and she brought me closer. She whispered, baby, love and dear. We can't give away what we don't have no-more. We are the leftover wine, just passing through and trying to find one reason to keep moving. Today we shall dance. Grandest sin in Texas, not Texas two-stepping on a Friday night. Hot Summer, Texas dance floor. Two people dancing to Tim McGraw "Don't take the girl". Two souls grasping at the light of love. Dancing Coyote
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Added on April 6, 2019Last Updated on April 11, 2019 AuthorCoyote PoetryMIAboutA Poet and writer who love to read and write. My pleasure is reading about the bad and good in a life. Also to honor the Poets/Writers of the past by reading their words. Remember .. more..Writing
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