The damn road..

Very old poem with a proper re-write.

The damn road..

  It was a  cold winter day in late December. 

I awoke with my love and
I kissed her face and lips and whispered. Good morning.

Her beautiful young body pressed against me so tightly.

I could  hear her heart beating against my skin and
I put my face into her flowing red hair.
I wished for this moment not to end.

I found her again.

She broke my heart years ago and
I tried to escape her memory by going to war.

The damn road put us back together again.

I escaped to war to lose her memory and now I’m  swimming in  warmth of her flesh and
looking into beautiful blue eyes yearning for laughter and joy again..

She told me I must get up.
It was getting late.

I was driving from Michigan to California that morning and
I brought  her closer and could hear the road calling me.

I watch her dressed.
She was as  beautiful as when we were young and our hunger to love was possible.

I saw in her face. The joy in her eyes to have me with her. 
So funny I also saw her  desire for me to leave.

We share a meal and many tender kisses.


 I waved goodbye and I saw soft tears in her eyes as I drove away and
I should of turn back and never allowed her to leave my life.


But the damn road and my heart couldn’t take losing her again.


                                COYOTE

                              8 July 2008

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[~Sarah~ Idríel T..]

"I waved goodbye and I saw soft tears in her eyes as I drove away and
I should of turn back and never allowed her to leave my life.

But the damn road and my heart couldn’t take losing her again."

Somehow, this made me sad.

Thank you for sharing it.

I hope it got better.

[Coyote Poetry]

I tried three times with Jennifer. We were going in the wrong direction. Thank you dear Sarah for reading and the comment. Sometime love cannot be.

[red93]

Marvellous Coyote - ah yes The Road - may it be kind to us please God because we certainly all need The Road to live. Excellent Work ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right my friend. I need a long road trip myself. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Nima.Hope]

I'm sorry for your loss Coyote. I wish you absolute happiness sir, losing the loved one is not an easy thing to deal with.
Your poetry is like American Folklor to me, although I'm Iranian, I grew up reading Huckleberry finn and Tom Sawyer along "Uncle Tom's cabin" and "Pearl"......

[Coyote Poetry]

Iran had great forklor too. A long and wonderful history. I saw the beautiful cities and the beautiful people. Dear Nima. A million tales, you could write. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Nima.Hope]

Yes, Iran(or better to say Persia) is the land of tales. I love Persian Tales but when I think of them, it reminds me of the prestige and credit once we had in the world, it reminds me of our great folklor music and then it reminds me of "The Shah". In almsot all of Persian stories, you can see a king or as we say a "Shah". Then I remember of the things my country has lost during the past 4 decades and it hurts so much. When I think of American Floklor, it doesn't hurt.
So you came to Iran? Which cities did you visit? Tell me more about it sir.

[Coyote Poetry]

In the USA. Many bad men and women. Look at Donald Trump. He talk hate only. All we can do is try to change our world. The Persian story isn't done yet. A proud and strong people. I have befriended many Iranians and they were so intelligent and strong. I visit a long time ago Tehran before the world got messy. I would to visit today. I love the ancient cities.

[Nima.Hope]

Bad women and men are everywhere sir. You mentioned Trump. He may look like an evil but to my people and Afghans, Biden is the worst by letting Taliban and Mullahs do whatever they want in the region. The story of policy, is dirty and trageic...
I really hope so that our "Persian Story" lead to a great and happy ending.
I guess you visited Tehran in 1970's, at the Shah's time. Next time if you wanted to come to Iran, go visit Isfahan and Shiraz, you won't regret it sir.

[Coyote Poetry]

Trump didn't do anything for the Persian and Afghan people. He didn't do anything but create separation. Trump is pushing a Christian world where other religions are the devil. I believe. Other countries cannot help countries in need. Shipping guns and soldiers into a country. Isn't peace. I was a soldier with Bill Clinton. I deployed on four water, food and medicine missions to Africa and Bosnian. Trump stood best friend with the Russian leader. We need a Bill Clinton who had no wars, no debt left and no mass killings. Trump support the terrorist groups who hate everyone except white people. Today the Ukraine war is going. Trump and his supporters believe. Russian doing the right things. Trump love the NRA and every time we ship guns and weapons to war zones. Contractors make money. Trump like President Johnson. Making money off war. Sorry for the long comment. My question is simple. Where is the United Nation?

[Chris Shaw]

A second heartbreak would have been unbearable. There are some people who have a propensity to break hearts. They just can’t help it. By leaving, you were in control of the situation. The open road seemed the wiser choice. Wonderful write Coyote. Sad, but understandable.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

You are correct dear Chris. Sometimes we must listen to our mind, not our heart. Better to run than to repeat the dangerous dance of love. Thank you for reading and the comment my dear friend.

[Chris Shaw]

You are welcome my friend. All the best to you.

[Soren]

The age old dilema of closeness and space, too far away you freeze, too close you burn. Even at the right distance from the fire you have to turn around to keep one side from burning and the other from freezing. I found this one to be very well composed.

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked your poetry in your comment Soren.
"The age old dilema of closeness and space, too far away you freeze, too close you burn."
The above lines. So true and thank you for reading and the comment.

[W. Barrett Munn]

The yin and yang of our desires and our duties, expressed by an imaginary truck we never see but are aware of. A very interesting piece, John.

Winston

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Winston. Love is a difficult one to grasp and when we do. Hold on tightly.

[DIVYA]

Before we love another, we must love ourselves. So though she was beautiful and loving, it was in best interests to let her go as you couldn't risk another heartbreak. I believe life puts us together with old loves just to test our wisdom and learning and not to put us back together and you passed that test with flying colours dear Coyote. You chose the open road into the unknown and that was courageous and wise of you. One cannot risk the same hurt and pain twice. It can be so crushing for the soul. Kudos!

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Divya. Time to run and there are times to stay. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Lisasview]

Hi there, Reading, and then rereading your words it does feel very much like a beautiful heartfelt ballad.
Really loved it...
Lisa

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Lisa. I appreciate the comment.

[Lisasview]

You are most welcome

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Wow man... that's deep...

Very good!

Yes... it really hurts a lot doesn't it?

Some say... it's better to love and lose than never loving at all...

Honestly man... not so sure about that one...

Too many damn headaches that's for sure...

But how can one... fight his own heart right?

When we love someone... we love... no matter what...

Just can't help it... but since love seems to be some sort of crime these days...

Well... guess I've always been a criminal.

Great writing man...!

[Coyote Poetry]

She was a beauty. five foot eleven and ginger hair. I tried three times. Today a good memory. Was a good rodeo. Thank you my friend for reading and the comment.

[The_Ancient_Rock]

A good rodeo hey? Hmm... don't call the girl a cow man... come on!!! LMAO

Sorry man... I'm playing here...

Yes ginger hair... I happen to love a girl that has ginger hair... more or less...

Hair like... fire... trully beautiful...

Don't think will ever be able to be with her though... may she loved such or hated it...

Then again... I also love another girl... with beautiful blond hair and deep blue eyes...

I find to myself so strange... that I'm in love with two different girls at the same time...

Both have the same age... young Adults... way younger than me.

If they told me... choose... right now!
Honestly I'd be completely lost... being unable to decide which girl I love more.

But... since my life is so strange... probably will end up my days... all alone.

Maybe it's for the best... considering my dangerous life... and that they could be always, in iminent danger or something...

At the same time... has been proven that me being away... really doesn't make them safer...

I tried that in the past... and all went to hell.

Love is strange man... What can I say?

Thank you for sharing your feelings...

And for allowing me... to do the same.

;)

[Minnesota Fats]

Very sad to lose someone. Friendships are the greatest gifts. Good work here.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Minnesota Fats for reading and the comment.