MY BEACON

 

Your beauty is like a beacon

That shines through the universe

Brighter than the hottest star

In this galaxy and those beyond

I bask in its illumination

Orbiting like a faithful moon

Content to be your satellite

Ever in your perfect light

NATURAL BEAUTY

 

I look at you doing ordinary things

Bewitched by your beauty

I watch you take off your make-up

And puzzle at its redundancy

 

Why do you even put it on

It adds nothing to your beauty

For you cannot enhance perfection

It is an exercise in futility

FAIRER THAN A ROSE

 

Fairer than a rose

That in Eden grows

Brighter than a star

Shining from afar

Purer than a rose

That in heaven grows

I bless the day

She came my way

For until that sunlit morn

I was yet unborn

IS A KIND WORD ENOUGH?

 

How do you tell the woman that you love?

The woman that always fitted you like a glove

Your lover, your friend and your confident

How do you tell her of your discontent?

 

How do you tell the woman for whom you care?

That you are no longer in love with her

The woman you love but no longer desire

Kind and caring but unable to light your fire

 

How do you tell the woman that you love?

The woman that always fitted you like a glove

Where do you begin? Where do you start?

How do you tell her and not break her heart?

LOVE IS MORE

 

Love is more

Than aesthetics

Beauty is only skin deep

It may be what you first notice

Or what first gets you noticed

But it’s not enough

Love is more than the flashy cover on a book

 

Love is

What can’t be seen at first glance

It’s what’s beneath the surface

It’s the detail on every page of the book

That has to be studied

It’s what remains when beauty fades

It is the constant

 

Love is more

Than physical attraction

Or physical expression of that attraction

Even when it’s fantastic

It’s not enough

 

Love is

What you do in between the sex

Not just kisses that delight

It’s in the conversation

And the understanding

It’s holding hands and not caring who sees

Its walks in the country

It’s dancing cheek to cheek to cheesy love-songs

It’s caring and sharing

Love is being diminished by its loss

YOU DON’T EVEN HAVE TO ASK

 

You don’t even have to ask

I am at your beck and call

If you have the urge

You can have me up against a wall

You don’t even have to ask

You don’t need to say please

Just snap your fingers

And I’ll be on my knees

 

You don’t even have to ask

Just unzip your trouser fly

Then I will do the rest

I’m always here to satisfy

 

You don’t even have to ask

We don’t even need to kiss

Just use me as a vessel

I will never ever resist

 

You don’t even have to ask

I am at your beck and call

But today like every day

You don’t notice me at all

WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FOR?

 

Are you looking for someone perchance?

To partner in physical love’s erotic dance

It doesn’t matter to any of us though

If you just want to go at it with gusto

Maybe you have a penchant for a tart?

One of easy virtue but one with a heart

Or do you hanker more for a nympho

A raver to satisfy your burning libido

Does your bent lean towards a temptress?

Or someone you can use as a mattress

No, I think you look for more from your life

You are looking for a girl to be your wife