To My Love

"For she who moves me"

As I lie in bed, you come to meYour body next to mine. Enfolding me in your arms, Your heart a furnace against mine. How did it start? A gentle poke, a kind word. Time reveals you, You become a...

Our Secret Garden

"The beauty and passion of the garden"

The evening breeze, wafting over orange blossomMixed with the aroma of blackcurrant leavesThe birds and the bees, in midst of garden’s bosomA gift for you, a spray of freshly-cut sweet peas The thyme and the rosemary, oregano and tarragonA herbarium...

LustOften begins with a bustAnd lustOften ends with a thrustAnd inbetweenLust is a meansTo keep us in focus.Lust may begin with the flash of a thighAnd other times with the wink of an eye.Your chest heaves and your breath leavesYour...

I Love Norah O’Donnell

"Confession is good for the soul"

My breath was conquered by her beauty; my mind was numbed by her face,My heart stolen by the blue of her eyes, my soul manacled by her grace.If the Irish saved civilization, St Patrick is responsible for her birth,She is...

Unwanted love

"Realization Strikes Hard"

Poems written and hopefully sent,Never get a reply.Invitations for romantic eventsAre almost always denied.When invitations are not deniedThey are oft put off…deferred.“I’m not ready” is what I hear “Too soon” are oft your words.With patience I wait and wonder whyMy...

She Loved Undersized Men

"Praise for the tradesmen"

She loved under-sized men,For her it was a yen.To find a small man Was always the planShe did it again and again. The smaller the better,Without a French letter,She rode them til dawn,Their manliness gone,She felt ever the better. She loved the...