My Great Love Poem by Castellenas John

My Great Love

Rating: 5.0


My great love

Do we support to love but once?

Where have my ancient lover's gone?

Chain of passion and spiritual journeys leave
me with kind faces in dreams.

Everlasting smiles so rare they scar my heart and mind.

Are we love victims and the heart must die?

If the bleeding is unable to stop.

I believe we need closure to allow the open wound
to fade to a scar.

I remember trembling and soft hands opening the doors
taking the chill of the cold night away.

Cold Winter and rough weather allow the comfort of
two people to find peace for a time.

I remember the comfort of long nights,
sweet joy of love dances in early morning,
the smell of skin and twisted hair against me.

My wrath took away the sweet memories and opening
of precious love and emotion.

Now sweet love bade me welcome,
my soul cannot see the beauty that dwells in my
sweet lover's eyes.

I sit upon the sand near the Atlantic ocean,
the sea winds is blowing from east to west.

I pray to the sea to allow my spirit to be able
to run free and be clean again.

The night revealed,
beautiful auburn hair woman come to me,
whispered we must live to love.

We must dance with the moon and stars,
allow the sun to open our heart to a new day and beginning.

We will have many great lovers.
Our life is long and we shall be tested.


Coyote


© 2010 Coyote Poetry

Monday, November 7, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: life,love and life,regret
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The sea and love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 22 April 2019

We must dance with the moon and stars, allow the sun to open our heart to a new day and beginning. The moment the windows of our heart open and allow the fresh breeze and light to enter without any reservations, then, the whole world embraces us with love. Love is pure, sublime and all embracing. A beautiful poem that deserves a full score. Thank you John for sharing it with us.

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Dr Antony Theodore 31 March 2019

I remember the comfort of long nights, sweet joy of love dances in early morning, the smell of skin and twisted hair against me..desire, love, expressions that linger in the mind.. thank u. tony

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