Waiting for a miracle…

Waiting for a miracle. Some mini-poetry.

1- Cheryl..

Few speak your name now.

When the whiskey is good and I seek pretty faces in my lonely nights.

I remember you.

You were a wild eyes woman who wanted to taste love.

Tonight I whisper. Cheryl, dear Cheryl.

I remember you.

I pray you found a place, where someone had loved you.

Made you smile.

2-  Leona..

Did I thank you?

Did I tell you, you were my kindest friend.

Now I am a old man and I have learn.

We have few friends and my beautiful Leona.

Thank you for the dance, thank you for the love.

I got lost in new dreams and you stayed where you belongs.

I never forgot you and I know.

You can’t go back to the places you ran from.

Today I remember you dear Leona.

Thank you for the kindness of friendship.

3- Peggy..

Beautiful Peggy, you stirred my heart, many times.

You were a wild child and I tried to keep-up with you.

I could not.

You were searching for a miracle. I wondered often, did you find the miracle?

I remember us making love near the sea and you telling me.

Leave the windows wide open and show our bare asses to the moon and the stars.

I knew you for 15 years,

I saw eighteen year old girl turn into sober and sad women.

I tried to save you and you asked me the last time I saw you in 1992.

Am I your last love, am I your last kiss?

I told you that day. It is your decision my pretty Peggy.

I want to be.

Peggy needed the gin and the whiskey. She told me on the telephone in 1993.

Love isn’t enough for me Johnnie.

Coyote