Mercy, mercy me….
Mercy, mercy me…
We were Long Island ice teas and long talks.We were free-climbers of the free mountains and we loved dancing with the Pacific.You were the most beautiful woman, I ever seen.
I remember when you came to me, wrapped your arms around me, whispered. “You can’t run no-more, you and me. Just dreamers and foolish. Mercy, mercy me. You made me, so crazy. Please kiss me once, please kiss me a million times.”
We were summer lovers, Fall times friends. We savored the seconds, the hours. We knew.
Life would betray us, and life would consume us. In the Winter, I was deployed, and we knew.
Maddening words we said. Just wishes whispered to the winds. We knew before we started the fire of love, was a dangerous and impossible ride.
I left you in January and I didn’t know. Would be the last time, I saw your face and held you tightly. If I knew. I would of stayed and never released you.
Dancing Coyote
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Thank you my friend.
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This one has a tragic tragic. I too wish she’d have stayed. Nice piece though.
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Thank you Lamittan. Like the old song. Can’t always get what you want, you get what you need.
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Tragic that it ended that way, Coyote.
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Love is never fair when we are young and foolish. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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You’re welcome, Coyote! Thanks for visiting my blog and reading as well *smiles*
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You are welcome and I enjoyed your site. Good evening from Michigan.
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Good evening from California! Thank you!
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Awww😥
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Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
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