My Spring song

REBLOG: I simply fell in love with this poem that John Coyote has written. Please check out some of his beautiful works on his site “JohnCoyote” ๐Ÿ’—

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The Spring song
I found her sitting alone by the lake and I sat with her.
The first day of Spring brought a sunny day and I told her.
My pretty, my sweetest wish. I miss you.
Pretty Scottish girl looked into my eyes and she whispered.
Wise woman know, never dance with the devil twice.
He will take everything from you, leave you with fatal wishes.

I kissed her face and I told her.
Men are foolish and they want everything and they want nothing.
Letโ€™s, you and I, dance for the Spring moon,
Maybe last dance? Maybe my last chance?

Pretty girl stood-up and I brought her closer.
We danced for the rising moon and the stars. She whispered.
Johnnie, you taught me love and you taught me loneliness.
You are like your father, a rolling stone, falling to unknown places.
You love โ€œloveโ€, you donโ€™t love meโ€ฆ

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