The karma of love…

The karma of love

A Poem by Coyote Poetry

 When we are young. We waste the gift of love. 

     The Karma of Love…
       Written on 5 March 1985 

I remember when the sparkles in your eyes could
light up the world surrounding you.

I remember how I wanted you.

How I twisted my world backward.

Just for a few moments of your touch.

Now my heart is in remorse and dismantle.
Every time I think of you.
How you made every moment so special.
I feel weaken.

Now your smiles are rare.
Your beautiful blue eyes lost their sparkles and
you are living alone in a wasteland of loneliness.
Hiding all your pain,
that I taught you.

Maybe your life wasn’t so tough.
But your heart was tender,
easily broken.
And me.
I was just after another conquest.
Another heart to add to my hunger.
Never to be fulfilled.

You won.
After I left you.
Your beautiful face and
the memories of your tears.
Left me empty and dead.

Now I dreams I left you smiling.
Laughing for our love would never
end for you.
You would be my brightest star.
I would be there to hold you when you
were afraid.

I awake alone.
Seeing the damage done to you,
was done to me.

I called you.
I told you. I’m sorry.
I would come back.
I miss and love you.

You whispered.
Thank you and
I’m alright.
It is too late,
I have nothing left to give now.

So funny.
I realized I stole all your dreams and

I also lost my dreams the morning I left you
in our warm bed.
To conquer another poor woman.

Leaving you with my heart.

                        Coyote
                   5 March 1985