“A wish upon a star”
A wish upon a star
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Old dreams never fade away.
A wish upon a star
Every night before I close my eyes.
I whisper your name.
I make a wish to kiss your lips and
to feel the heat of your body.
I sent you a prayer.
A prayer you have found happiness.
I held you so tightly once.
But I saw the loneliness and
the hunger for the road in your eyes.
My wandering Angel was dying.
I drove you to the airport.
I watched as you flew away from me and
I whispered I would wait for you.
I knew when you set a wild animal free.
They will never come back.
I drink the tequila now and
I run down Big Sur beach yelling your name.
Sweet name to my heart.
I sit by the Monterey bay and
after the tequila killed all my senses.
I dream I can see you dancing naked on the beach.
Whispering to me.
” life is to be lived. Don’t wallow in sadness.”
You told me once you love me more than life..
I will never leave you.
And a sweet love can create a prison and a paradise.
I close my eyes and
I see my beautiful lady wandering the world.
I wish to have your hand in mine,
for us to take long walks on the Monterey sand..
I’m waiting on the Big Surf beach and
I will wish on the first star in the sky.
To be able to look into your eyes.
Tell you I love you.
COYOTE
1994
Beautifully written. A wish upon the first star. Nice
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Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
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Most welcome
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A soul bared, such is the curse of the poet’s heart.
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Love, can be curse or can be sweet. Thank you Nigel for reading and the comment.
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Beautifully penned…
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Thank you Chris for reading and the kind words.
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Reblogged this on crjen1958.
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Thank you Chris for the reblogged. I do appreciate.
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Outstanding piece!
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I love this. It made me a little sad, but I guess that was the point. It’s hard to love free spirits, isn’t it?
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Can’t love the free spirits. They love the road and new places more than love. Thank you my friend for reading and the comment.
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You’re quite welcome. I always enjoy your work.
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