My siren

Sometime we need beauty and mystery to keep our hope alive.

                  





           














   My Siren

  The cold days of winter leave me longing and yearning for the hot days of summer.
 
  The winter days bring back the memory of our closure of our time together back to my bleeding heart.
 
  I been treading in the corridor of agony and bounded to want the elixir of your sweet kiss.
 
  In hallucinated dreams caused by too much tequila. I'm at your balcony. You come to me in your cotton white nightgown and seduced my soul  and mind with  your beautiful blue eyes. You drop your nightgown and show me your perfect body and open your arms bringing  me into your warm bed.  You put me under your sweet spell.
 
  Tantalizing long and passionate kisses lead us to the hunger and  into  the bliss of love.
 
  The twilight bring lovers entrenched in the fortune of youth and the hunger to dance in the sweet rendezvous of lust and passion.
 
  My surreal dream fall apart when the night fade into daybreak.  The trance of the tequila wear down and the promise of a Siren who titillated my life fades away to keepsakes and sweet memories savor in the manifest dreams of a old man.
 
  I sit by the sea and wait for the sun to rise. I feel the cold of Pacific ocean at my feet.
 
  The corridors of doors left behind crumble with time.
 
  Age taught me to hold my lover tighter. To serenade my lover with sweet music of thankfulness. To smooth lovers with  words of love and passion.
 
  The beautiful woman we hold and sacrifice our soul for. Are the memories that will pacify our heart when the cold of winter comes.
                        Coyote
                     January 19, 1989

Author's Note

A old poem. I hope you enjoy. Any mistakes. Please assist. Never too old to learn.

Reviews

[Warren L.G De Mills]

This was great. Honestly I'm not a big fan of the structure...or lack thereof though. Your request for corrections is necessary. There are mistakes:

"I been treading" should read "I HAVE been treading" or "I've been treading" (5)

This is the main error through out the poem, the inconsistency of your tenses. Some are past some are present. I think some work needs to be done on this. You are capable of better honestly. Although I did enjoy reading it and your language and imagery was good, there are some things that need to be fixed and reworked and I think you could do well with this if you edit it.

Oh and here's an idea that popped in my head, hoped you were gonna do this when i saw the first line but you didn't and I was like ":(" Contrast the longing for summer in winter, with a longing for winter in summer, which then leads you back to your memories. For instance "The cold winters days leave me longing for the warm embrace of the summer sun. The smothering embrace of the burning sun leaves me reminiscing on winter's delight. I fade through the memories of us together etc etc" Just an idea. Hope this helps!

[DreyaArt]

Okay your an amazing poet but your lack of "s" s in your spelling drives me nuts so that I cant even finish reading. But as far as I got it sounded like a good poem, well done keep reading.

[Shep]

I agree never to old to learn especially in the romance department. I fell in love from the start of the poem and wanted more as I reached the end. Nicely done.

[Tina Kline]

A very beautiful poem with wise words. I enjoyed this a lot.

[RJM]

Beautiful. How you say that the beautiful woman you love has protected you from the coldest winter, and your descriptions of how you were captivated by her was great.

[Thea]

There's a really great idea behind this excellent masterpiece... :)))
Love the wisdom...

[MS. BABy]

beautiful poetry, I can almost hear you speak this one, I love your work and this one is slightly different in the area of romance and i loved it...

[Chris Taylor]

This poem had a very ethereal feel to it. It was like watching the smoke from a cigarette waft in the breeze. You captured the awakening of your love for this other person well and one could sense the realization of your need for love and to not let it get away too. I am very fond of the line:"...the promis of a Siren who titillated my life fades away to keepsakes and sweet memories..." That was magic

A very nice piece. You should bring out the old poems more often.
God Bless

[Ruth]

With age we grow internally with consciousness and realise that maybe things can be seen differently..this is so wonderfully written love! Your insight is beautifully voiced...a remarkable piece of work :)
xx

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Such a pondering, intriguing piece here,
So nicely written.

[RienKelsoCinema]

It never fails to amaze me. Coyote, your poetry is like butter to my ears. I love the realism it shares in accounts! Very nicely done!