Alisa Fineman and some words.


   A safe place to go
Once we were wild horses, once we loved the wide open road.
Once all we needed was holding and loving each other though-out the long days and nights. We were September sweet wine and warm sweet kisses.
Today we walk alone and we want a safe place to go.
We are longing for midnight laughter and feeling safe in the arms of each other.
I remember your beautiful face and how you make me want to live and dance again.
You are faraway from me and I need you now.
I do a midnight prayer.
“Dear love.
I’m thinking of you,
I’m wishing for you,
I’m dreaming of you.
I need to hear your sweet voice,
I need you now”
Now we have photos and words.
Maybe we are just wishing to the after rain “Rainbow” for the safety of love.
Please remember me. I shall remember you.
                          John Castellenas/Coyote