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Without certain sweet movements that you make
Without them mind deep my night would be wild;
Each movement's loved, no need to dance the drake,
Your grace removes the rake, gives manner mild.
No movie star need I watch and wish for -
Her beauty's tame when you move favoured moves;
One look's worth, where mind looks longingly more
To true worth's test valued truly as love's.
No need to walk in moonlight, see trees sway,
Watch light dance on leaves rustling, best stay home;
Men could be hermits seeing my replay -
Kings would become poets and give up their throne.
Without certain sweet movements in my mind,
Without mountains climbed, this poet would lack spine.

2.

If you my Love were locked from view somehow
Dear Princess spellbound to tall tower's confine
To forces subject, strong as mine this hour
Hard would be rescue but this knight would shine.
Spirit of spirits that's here with your grace
I ask you to say 'No' to kisses sweet
And give me dark frowns when asked to embrace.
Fear not there's madness trying spells to beat -
But less'ning my power, having me just man
Anyone could rescue you - now you're safe.
Then at the right moment smile as you can
And make me a giant again through faith.
Beware all wizards use not wizardry
In matters of love for love has sovereignty!

3.

Never let me, never let me lose this
Gifted feeling greater than a kingship
Mightier than the Amazon's ocean kiss;
Show all your petals, let scent pass me slip,
Even let me brush leaves - never let me,
Never let me drink the nectar and lose
Gifted feelings of one with energy;
Torment me with such loss of power to choose
And build me, build me higher than the sky.
Never let me, never let me lose faith
That I can move mountains, drain rivers dry;
Sigh in my ear, whisper, but make the bit chafe.
Never let me, never let me until
All earth worthy things you've seen me fulfil.

4.

TALK; how we'd talk lounging in your lounge,
(If midnight when the moon peeped through windows),
Finding life's love secrets like beggars scrounge.
SING; how we'd sing! how we'd sing while the moon glows,
With tunes of past love songs - tunes not yet heard,
Telling of love like ragged children on swings.
DANCE; how we'd dance, eyes locked step in a trance,
Younger than our years, wisdom dumb bone brings,
Vagabonds round and round - carefree romance.
LAUGH; how we'd laugh, your splendid lips apart,
My belly making my shirt take life's loan;
Laughing louder than the rich, poor in heart.
LOVE; how we'd make love in your lounge and moan -
Every part of me would talk, dance and sing
Then laugh the laughter of love amazing.

5.

The glory of her being lights the night,
Fills lone thoughts with love of life and fast dance,
Her flowing form moves as a waterfall might
Flowing, mingling with her mind, meant not chance
And mist from her moving moves me closer
To the thinking of her spirit glowing
Till my mind's lost in sweet embrace with her.
Quivers from the spray make my poetry sing
That makes the reader quiver for love's there;
The warm fragrance of her smile lifts each phrase
And if I could touch her dress, stroke her hair
Each proud phrase would leap and athletes amaze.
The glory of her being lights the night
And nightly my pen dances - pure delight.

6.

If I could lay my head upon your breasts
Where love leaps head over heels and lust's spent
Through waning grown over and over feasts
Withering with me, with you no malcontent
Then through our smiles children of the wide world
Would love-leap head over heels with less pain -
Fairy tales would truly love's truths unfurl -
What better pleasure could your breasts sustain? -
If I could lay my head where soft dreams thirst
Where love thrives, where love knows no worldly black
Through waning grown over and over first
Then withered me, then you, bloom begging back.
If I could lay my head where beauty reigns
This man rising would lose some million gains.

7.

Many times the Princess walks the park's length;
In their heart's song birds betray her beauty;
Owls at twelve awake, hoot wisdom's her strength,
Midday heat half dissolves her clothes gladly,
The leaves of trees flow like waves towards her
And the doting Poet gives a silver sigh.
The grass silent bed beneath gums chose her -
The Poet saw, the Poet wished, the Poet wondered why
The Princess knew his name; dearest heard word
With sweet voice below the bough an owl claimed.
They no sooner read one poem and heard
Mingled desires through silver sound, it rained -
In the hollow gum the Poet learned all things;
The Princess hourly walks while the Poet sings.

8.

I think of the kind river where ducks swim -
Talk to father and small son fishing there,
See nests where birds thank men for their kind hymn
And something else feel there in the morning air.
In every sweet flower that bloomed was beauty,
The golden elm's broad leaves thoughtful shade gave
Yet there was something more than these - clearly!
A feeling in the air that I'll seek and have!
I'll visit the river in the morning
As the sun warms all who are also there
But only to capture poetry's feeling
You my love release there and everywhere,
Strongest under the elm by the river
Where we will sprawl in the near near future.

9.

Sitting in this swivel chair while the world dulls,
Safe red candles offer full room dimness
That brightens the heart and sorrow culls
For here I commune with you sweet mistress;
When world worries worry, our hearts hear song,
This is where there's no aging, nor word sad -
Red candles kiss and rose oil rights all wrong,
Heaven on earth's here, heavy hearts are glad.
Sitting in my swivel chair while the world spins
This wizard dares chant earth can find Heaven
Away from red candles, rose oil and sins.
Our love's the key my love, I chant often.
Sitting in this swivel chair, Heaven on earth
Will expand through poetry with chants of worth.

10.

It is our right that poor heart's path's traversed
Searching for the rich path that brings heart wealth.
I watch you walk; in your ways well versed
Not just pretty feet, with much life and health
Catches my eye, but my feet do heart step
And dare dance where others look and are staid
Yet envy my foot falls, wish their hearts lept
As my feet, feeling air warmed and played
While your feet eyes closed make love to the ground,
The very ground my feet eyes opened kiss.
It is your right that your heart's path's found;
May I tread your bed steps tonight for bliss?
Kisses will start with toes never lowly -
They excite me and dare me go slowly.

11.

To see more leg than one should's delightful
When rich flesh's shown for the poet's poesy
Which makes his mind step back then over rule
And thoughts and words fail the beauty eyes see.
Light loves to play on flesh fooling thinking
For only heart can wordless see the speech
Yet light can't deny the poet great painting
And once displayed all men's lust-love does reach.
When a woman's love talks not just leg moves -
To talk of scent, to talk of lust-love things
Is black and white where colour best paints rooves;
Better to be blind than miss secret springs.
When my love moved her leg my pen faltered -
My poetry through lust lusting lust was thwarted.

12.

Love your lips yet 'twas your knee near-kissed mine
Knowing your heart tells much with small things shown
And nearly's not good enough's out of line
For close can boast and romance clearly own
And truly I watch your hands like the moon
For full moon's a touch, new moon's coming near.
The pleasure of waiting's dating love's tune -
Those without candles claim I'm mad I fear.
As your lips move I'm moved with waves of praise;
Though my lips love to kiss, speaking of lips,
Being near your lips, kissing by knees does raise
The question of nearly hips stealing hips.
Oh nearly, nearly is good enough dear
If it promises promises are near.