Damn the ancient Gods…

johncoyote

Damn the ancient Gods

A Poem by Coyote Poetry

"

Just words.

"

     Damn the ancient Gods

Pretty lady laid bare in heart and soul watching the sun fall into the sea.
She looked at me and told me. “Damn the gods who hate love. They tried to
separate us. I need you near. Not far. We will trick the Gods.
Dance in the bliss of real love and make them jealous we can truly love.”

She reached for the rising moon and whispered a prayer.
“Please god of the sea allowed us to create a temple where two lovers can become one.
Filling empty spaces needing to know completeness and calm.”

My lovely woman looked at me and she whispered. “I want to be your first and last breath you feel. I want you to make me feel like I’m the only one left for you to hold when the nights are cold and lonely…

View original post 159 more words

%d bloggers like this: