The damn road.

The damn road

  A cold winter day in late December. 

We lay together sharing sweet kisses. 

Her beautiful young body pressing against me so tightly.

I can hear her heart beating.

 I put my face into her flowing red hair.

 I wish for this moment not to end.

  I found her again.

 She broke my heart years ago and

the damn road put us back together again.

I escaped to war to lose her memory and now I’m swimming in sweet warmth of her flesh.

She tells me I must get up.

 I was driving from Michigan to California this morning.

I bring her closer. I hear the road calling me again.

I watch her dressed.

 She was beautiful as when we were young and our hunger to love was possible.

I see in her face. The joy in her eyes to have me with you. 

So funny I also see her desire for me to leave.

We share a meal and many tender kisses.

 I wave goodbye and I saw soft tears in your eyes as I drove away..

I should have turn back and never allowed her to leave my life.

But the damn road and my heart couldn’t take losing her again.

                                COYOTE
                              8 July 1994