Rear-end of a so-call love..
Rear-end of a so-call love.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Sometime little is better than none.
Rear-end of a so-call love.
She poured the tequila and
she told me I’m the only one.
I whispered..
To the only one I’m holding tonight.
I kissed her tequila soaks lips.
We engulfed in a laughter.
We were just two people with only lies left.
But it doesn’t matter anyway.
We fell on the cheap motel bed and
I held her tightly.
Our lovemaking isn’t to excite the soul.
Just to release a hunger.
That always want more.
She told me I was her best and
I whispered you were the best too.
We laughed again.
Lies are easy to speak.
Does it matter anyway?
We separate in the morning.
I don’t ask for a phone number.
We know where to find each other.
At the bar with the cheap liquor.
After the beer and booze hit you hard,
it don’t matter anyway.
COYOTE
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you my friend.
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Superbly evoked poem
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Hello my friend. Sometime a taste of love. Better than none. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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Indeed. Better to have loved, than not.
And you are most welcome
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Sexy!
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Thank you dear Jadi. My Texas poetry. My favorite. I was young and brave once.
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Reblogged this on Mihran-Kalaydjian Real Talk and commented:
Rear-end of a so-call love.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
“Sometime little is better than none.”
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Hello my friend and thank you for the reblogged.
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Hi John. I enjoyed this…two lonely people desperate to feel something if even for a moment. so sad but is it better than nothing?
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Great poem
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Thank you my friend. One of my older poems. I was station in Texas for six years. Texas, kind people and so much to do in Texas.
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