‘Forget me not’
Forget me not
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She told me, flattery will get you everything.
Please make me feel loved and wonderful.
I need someone, to be their, everything.
Even if just sweet lies dear Poet.
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I remember the long Summer days and us stealing kisses and dancing near the lake.
You were my elixir of the sweet new Germany September wine.
Your kind words of love torn away years of misery and regret.
You told me often. Lover’s love and they demand more in the midnight hour.
Forget me not my love , she whispered.
The canvas of life is for us to create.
We can paint with a gentle touch or conspire to leave broken pieces of art,
where love can be dead and bury.
Blood art leave final resting place or love descended to glorious places.
Leave memories of sweet kisses and many dances for the moon and the sun.
Never to be forgotten.
John Castellenas/Coyote
Exquisitely beautiful, John! Your words always touch me profoundly. ✨”Forget me not my love , she whispered. The canvas of life is for us to create.” Love is an artwork, and every lover is an artist, as well!
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I agree dear Veronica. Years ago in Böblingen, Germany in 1976. I started writing because of a kind German girl. Gave me my first journey and I learn. We must read to write. Thank you for reading and the comment. Have some fun and be safe. I agree, everyone can create. Must seek what we love to do. My goal by the end of the year. Publish a short story book and a poetry book.
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What an intriguing story, John! I’ll be looking forward to your upcoming collection of poetry & short stories. 👏
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Thank you dear Veronica.
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Reblogged this on I Write Her and commented:
Deep feelings of love, a wanting, and need to feel you are someone’s everything. Ah, so sweet! Enjoyed this piece very much, hope you do too! 🙂
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Thank you dear Susi.
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My pleasure, John! I love your romanticism! 🙂
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That`s nice! 😉
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