A thousand poets could endless write
and never find words to capture the sight
of heaven in eyes of deepest blue,
that I adore and inspiration drew.
They beckoned me closer to the edge
of love’s unstable rocky ledge,
where my fate was sealed with a single kiss
as I quenched my lips in clinging bliss.
A smile as warm as the summer sun
and all was lost, I was undone.
I am yours, my maiden fair,
and pity those poets in their despair.

Spun Sugar And Caramel Cream

Playful bright pinks and soft pastel blues,
Tangerine sherbet on the horizon infuse
A palette of evening hues
Which your heart and soul embrace with delight,
The majestic display of the eventide light.

Watching a consumed sun cast its last dying rays
Igniting cloud wisps in an empyrean blaze,
A final act of the day,
That washes gold sunlight so warm on your skin
That you eagerly relish it like a covetous sin.

As you lie on soft sand dunes with rushes that sway
And tufts of wild grass that whisper all day,
Yet have nothing to say,
But you’re happy to listen to for hours on end
Like the catch-up coffee stories of a long absent friend.

And breathe in the perfume of the salty sea air
And the comforting essence of her wavy beach hair,
Sun-bleached so flaxen fair,
Yet still damp from the sea like summer driftwood
And the surf and sand fragrance so alluringly good.

Yet sweet like spun sugar and caramel cream
Flowing around shoulders of a delectable dream,
Tracing an enticing dress seam,
Then hugging the curve of a delicate breast
That rises and falls with the breath in her chest.

And you could try to resist the inevitable kiss
Of slow-growing lust and a sigh of sweet bliss.
You’re so nervous you almost miss,
But your hand finds the warmth of her soft-swelling bust
As your tongue tastes the salt on her lips like a dust,

And she smiles in a way that makes your heart soar
As it beats in your chest harder than ever before.
You’ve both wanted more.
So what better way to excitedly cast off your clothes,
Than with a breeze on your skin and warm sand in your toes.

Warm Sunshine

We linger awhile upon the grass
Where chequered shadows of clouds doth pass,
Shrouding the sun and its warming rays reach
Before passing on to let the summer heat preach.

How quiet it is, this peaceful scene,
As though all were lost and no longer seen.
Washed away with the last heavy rain
So that you and I are all that remain.

A sight more beautiful could not be seen
Surrounded by flowers in rich pastures green,
And fruit-bearing boughs that hang heavy and deep,
Rich with ripe harvest now ready to reap.

The clouds bloom amber in the soft-dying day
And a playful breeze dances amid the rolling reeds sway.
It is the perfume of summer on warm days like these
That could calm any soul to a soft peaceful ease.

All except I who wish to fall into bliss:
The mellow fruitfulness of your soft swollen kiss.
My thoughts cannot hide, thus were to be caught,
A mind laid bare without innocent thought.

She who hath only an ember of fire
Whose heat slowly spreads to ignite a desire,
To kiss tenderly your lips of rich mellow wine
As we drink our fill of the warm sunshine.

The Fall

Lips to lips, a soul to kiss
To rouse you from a peaceful sleep.
I look into your quiet eyes
And drink you in, but never too deep.

For I could lose my steady footing,
Precariously balanced, I risk it all.
Should I step back to assured safety,
Or take a leap and brave the fall?

I feel a sense of vertigo
As I balance upon the edge,
Of whispering the three small words
That only lovers pledge.

Your smile envelopes me, head to toe,
In a soothing warm embrace.
I feel a flutter in my stomach,
And a blush upon my face.

I lose my grip, my fingers slip,
You’re all I’ve ever craved.
I’m falling for you, hard and fast,
No chance of being saved.

Paradise Found

Through young willow tree ‘gainst which I rest,
Warmest sunset bathed upraised face.
As assiduous star slowly plunged from crest,
Above this tranquil, mute resting place.

Lulled to a slumber I float, serenely adrift
Upon a lonely sea of unfulfilled dreams.
Unconscious void, a welcome gift,
Through warmth of dappled amber beams.

Bright vibrant hues of the rarest of flowers
Flecked deep recesses, hidden and unseen.
From between the trees of tall ancient towers,
Amid the blanket of plush laurels green.

Yet despite nature’s beauty I forlornly languish,
Into a dream I quite welcomely fade.
A heart without love in sorrowful anguish,
Dissolving into summer’s blossomed-bough shade.

An angelic wraith from highest height,
Descended to the earth but for one, unseen.
From blinding light of clouded white,
To earthly shades of forest green.

An untold beauty from obsidian skies,
Filled me with longing, tight at the seam.
An angel of heaven did spell mine eyes,
But was it a vision, or a waking dream?

She walked through shadows, dark as night,
Like a star in cloudless midnight skies,
And passed into moonlight, glowing bright
In the shimmering depths of ancient eyes.

A spark of love conveyed the sign,
With rosy flush upon soft cheek.
In glorious beauty eyes do dine,
And through a sigh a soul doth speak.

Arms of sanctuary, tender and warm,
A calming embrace to consecrate
The melding into love’s pure form,
Until troubles fade and slowly abate.

A desperate heart that pounds inside the breast
And eyes that sparkle with unshed tears,
Feel softest hand rest upon heaving chest
And replace with calm the deepest fears.

Between cherry-blossom glades it blew,
Sweetened surge of evening valley-breeze.
Through luscious, rich autumn mane it flew,
A resplendent hue, with wistful ease.

Feathery hair, a warm burnished gold,
And lips as sweet as summer’s red wine.
Impassioned kiss from soul so bold,
With delicate touch of love divine.

Glistening upon her bosom’s swell,
The glorious flow of each delicate curl.
Kissed by a flurry from lush green dell,
Shimmering with the richness of a pearl.

A trembling whimper flowed between soft lips,
As love teetered desperately on the edge of abyss.
Her fingers cradled slender curve of hips,
As my soul bathed in seraphic bliss.

Deep in my heart, a throbbing ache
Radiated a glorious passion-heat.
As her mouth claimed mine, I began to break;
Submission to her intensity sweet.

I sank into eyes now vicious and raw,
As body burned in thunderous delight.
Kissed life-giving breath left me in awe,
As friction erupted into sparkles of light.

From frenzied peak we sank to rest,
Mind a storm of rapturous pleasure.
Held between flushed heaving breasts,
A happiness impossible for heart to measure;

Ethereal salvation in the black ink of night,
With quill, rewrote my story upon page.
Wet pigment flowing over parchment white,
Put all-knowing Fate into a rage.

She whispered beauty on this silent eve,
In my chest, my tender heart did pound.
Happy to fade and for this world to leave,
Once paradise lost, now paradise found.