Sweet whispers and dreams of paradise in your eyes.
Old memories become sweet dreams in old age.
Sweet whispers and dreams of paradise in your eyes.
The voice of Leonard Cohen singing in the background.
I read words from a beautiful woman in a new journal.
Sweet offering of love and emotion.
I know women are gifts to a wise man.
Passionate kisses and long embraces are like wine.
Become better with time.
Doors of love open slowly for men willing to see and feel.
She teased me with sweet words.
Creating visions of a beautiful woman undressing for me and
dancing in the light of Lady midnight.
I whispered” I need to see you naked. I need you wild.”
The night is long and in the heat of the dance.
Let’s surrender our wall of fear and disappointment.
Allow my hands to caress your soft skin.
Slowly digest your body from feet to sweet lips.
Her temptation is like sweet whispers to awaken my tired soul
in the loneliness of darkness.
She awakes my dreams and imagination.
Her words create sweet dreams and re-open want to dance in
emotion of love, passion and lust.
Coyote
gorgeous poem..
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Thank you for reading and comment.
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Now THAT is some serious poetry! How can I possibly compete! Thanks for setting the bar so high. Great imagry, passion and raw emotion!
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No competition on poetry and writing. Unless you are making a living from it. I haven’t made too much money. I write for pleasure.and to find other good writings with the same desire. Thank you for the comment.
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Hi- Just wanted to let you know that I nominated your work for “Blog of the Year 2012!” http://fictionalmachines.com/2013/01/13/blog-of-the-year-2012-two/ Keep up the great work & enjoy the day!
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Thank you for nomination. I do appreciate.
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You’re welcome! Have a great weekend, take care!
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John, I meant to tell you what a beautiful women, and I can see why you feel the way you do about her. Regarding photographs – it’s still a good photo and great memory! These are my fav. lines from Paul Simon on the subject”
” Time it was and what a time it was,
it was A time of innocence, a time of confidences
Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories, they’re all that’s left you…”
peace.
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Reblogged this on House of Heart.
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so very touching, I am a huge fan of Leonard Cohen…I was reminded of his song Suzanne when I saw this lovely young lady.
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I saw Cohen in 1978 and 1979 in Germany. Best concert I ever saw. 40 different instruments. They love him in Europe. Thank you for the comment.
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old memories well caught and revisited with the warm feelings
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Memories become less painful with time. Thank you for the comment.
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I love the imagery and nostalgia here in you words and photo’s that bring back to my mind the sweetness of youth, a magical and wonderful time in my life…. and Leonard Cohen….. Suzanne resounding in my brain “she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China……………beautiful job! Thank You!
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Leonard Cohen still give me reason to write. The wise Europeans loved Leonard. He is a living legend in Europe. Thank you for the comment.
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Nostalgic. Love the poem, and the timeless photos.
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Thank you for the comment. I like the old photos. Can re-birth good memories of people we loved and we miss.
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Agreed. I only wished I had taken the time to take more pictures to look back on, of some dear people in my life.
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I wish I took more too. I used a cheap camera. People don’t realize the value of a photo till it is too late.
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Great poem and you’re both so beautiful and stylish! I love the pictures (not the cigarette though!) Thanks for sharing with us.
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When I joined the Army in 1975. We got cigarettes in our MRE. (MRE. A meal pre-prepared for Soldiers.) Smoking and drinking was a part of life. Today a wiser military and people. Maybe? Thank you for the comment.
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