Let Me Adore You

These imagined kisses are not enough, my love,
not nearly enough to quell the daunting clamor
of this heart, this flesh, this needful being
desperately longing for the warmest touch
of beloved you – these embraces effacing
the coldness of another day another night alone.

These overly wrought renditions of love meant
to further pale the complexion of shyest moon
swooning over ever slumbering Endymion.
And like Selene so deeply stirring, demuring
over the merest thought of you, fully formed
images of you that hopeful hold my heart.

This dreadful distance callously calling
words that wash over trembling timid me—
taunt me no more I cry despising this time.
Allow me rather to worship the wealth of you,
the richly rewarding moist core of you
dewy dripping your desire over my lips.

Lay before me, opening to my tongue
tracing laces down your blushing skin
as I whisper adoration across your breasts,
suckling each firm peak teasingly adored
before downward more I implore the hardening
bud of you between my worshipful lips.

Let me bury my face in the moist warmth
of you, my tongue licking longing lustfully
to taste ever deliciously you who nourishes life,
as hardened I hunger to plunge deeply within
breathing most passionate pleading prayers
across every inch of your sweetly pulsing flesh.

Speak, and allow this so ordinary yet daring man,
who strides anonymous through a world unknown,
to love you even more than words could craving say.

Salt Lake City 18 May 2022

wisteria

i imagine many things about her
and the deeply precious vision
she has inspired in my soul

but this thought most especially
in great clarity comes to my mind
nearly overwhelming my heart:

i see her standing there below
the brightest bows of wisteria
I have ever eagerly witnessed

vines climbing carelessly over
ancient solemn stones heedlessly
clinging to dust darkened walls

each flower in apparent anonymity
anxiously strives drippingly down
towards unseen yet beckoning her

but then, of course they do

for as like follows ever like
in kinship seeking needful union
so too must beauty adore beauty

and these bountiful blossoms
most naturally inclined enticingly
long to drape themselves over

most warmly feeling and
sweetly flourishing she

salt lake city 17 may 2022

your smile

Nae, I could not enumerate,
had I a lifetime tae share,
the blessings that you endow,

so let these words suffice
as quietly this solitary night
I stare at these images of you:

beyond your beauty and charm
beyond your clever wit
and ever engaging spirit,

I maun this too impart that
so much can be conveyed
in the simplest smile.

Oh, most modest, my love,
never doubt the charity
of this unassuming act.

For surely you must now know—
however heavy may fall
the burdens of my days—

one look at your smiling face
and I am sweetly uplifted
above fear, beyond care

tae a joy serene and true.

salt lake city 14 may 2022

at the water’s edge

the trees were silent and still
as i descended to the stream
coursing gently over polished stones
stepping down towards the foot
of the ancient mountain

i knew i had to be here—
it was where i always found peace
whenever the world shook
my faith and discarded hope
for the sake of angry profit

i was alone, but not so
for she was always within me
her voice echoing in my thoughts
her laughter tempting my spirit
to frollick once more in the glen

but now in the warm sunlight
straining down through branches
bowed beneath times birthing
years and tearful only for the want
of most beautiful beloved she

i crouched at the water’s edge
and playful submerged my hand
beneath the surface, my skin
drawing in the immediate warmth,
invigorated by its sweet clarity

i sat for a time, imagining her
as eager and elevated i might strain
to calmly remove her clothing
piece by careful piece, the scent
of her arousing my blushing flesh

in my thoughts she lay beside me
her breath beckoning my lips
to brush hers as my hands explored
her skin, glorying in the enticing
contours of her exquisite beauty

urged on, i would trace my tongue
down around her breasts,
teasing them, pleasing as well as
i may my lover’s grateful need
while breeding hope once more

until at last resting between her legs
i might taste the very core of her,
as heart and soul and flesh fell together
unfettered and fully formed, adoring
each moment when love could cry

yes and yes, in honest tones

salt lake city 14 may 2022

words

The enormity of words
is so oft forgotten, he said,
buried beneath the banalities
of an unremarkable life,
and yet it is through speech
through voice, that I find
an incomparable strength
an unimaginable vitality
in the simplest acts of being.

I have listened to you
with the utmost attention,
to your sweetly spoken and
every whispered word, and
I know that you doubt this,
but there is in your voice
a truth that reaches deeply
inside this me and caresses
my depleted soul back to life.

Your words impress patterns
on a moment unexpected.
My words beggar disbelief,
I know, as no one could possibly
accept their veracity, so swiftly
felt and so zealously conveyed.
And yet they are the truth,
so I offer them to you without
any expectation of return.

Rather I say them now
so that you may know
how wonderful you are:

I love you. And I hope
that some wondrous day
you may feel the same.

just one word

with just one word, you
so truly now undo me
unraveling simply
my rapturous needs
to happy reveal a heart
of fervently beating
and pulsing measures
treasuring the very
ardent sound of you,
moaning my earnest soul
as if you had forever
known thus keenly me

with just one word, you
cajole my trembling lips
to linger honeyed over
the sweetest taste of you
opening, my tongue
exploring the shadows
of your thighs, caressing
perfectly unpatterned you,
who with nothing more
than a single whispered word
can coax my aging flesh
so firmly to rise within you

with just one word, you
trembling with brazen bearing
sharing all of hidden you
caring for naught else
than these my fingers
teasing tensing within you
wetly exploring, adoring
my darling you whose
tremulous voice implores
my needing arms to envelop you
my lips to kiss moistly you
my heart to beat your name

and all because of just one
word that flame like flickers
across my soul, sealing
my heart with honest hope

salt lake city 12 may 2022

her lips

the sun seems to set
more slowly this day
reluctant to go
unwilling to stay

the course it traces
enlivens the sky
with tremulous tones
though evening is nigh

why wanders the moon
the dome of the night
chanting this love song
so needful and bright:

“how can you adore
so distant a maid—
in shadows you dwell
your life cold and staid

“the ocean knows more
of the stars above
than you, petty man,
understand of love”

“not true,” i insist
and fitfully rise,
“i know more of love
than mere studied sighs

“my soul hears the waves
of time’s eager flow,
my heart fills the space
of trees as they grow

“the heavens themselves
immaculate gaze
on my beloved,
whom they long to praise

“only her tender
heart can ‘hope’ define,
yet i will persist
‘til her lips are mine.”

salt lake city 10 may 2022

beginnings

The sincerest rhythms
of this heartful earth—

the flowing rivers searching
for the welcoming embrace
of the distantly rolling sea,

the sweetly delighted dance
of anciently painted leaves
fluttering in every breeze,

the willful wind whipping
through an alluring canyon
cascading mournful melodies—

they speak of more than now:
of how obtrusive time can be
while insensate it imposes
angrily ending after ending.

I do know this to be true
and yet … and yet
there are also beginnings
that revive and enliven the soul.

There are moments in fact
when time trembles inglorious.
For even the great Dagda himself
commanded the sun stay its course

when his life could no longer
find its eternal rhythm without
the passionate touch of sweetly
Boann’s gently coursing heart.

salt lake city 08 may 2022

enchanted

I listened from a great distance.
Yes truly. Yet time unconcerned
vanished in mere moments
of hearing her captivating voice.
But I felt nothing of that space
weighing down upon me,
as I was sure it must have done.
Rather, it was as if she were here
beside me, her hand in mine,
her warmth imbuing each moment
with the sweetest tenderness.

I looked at the somber mountains
surrounding this arid valley
and saw them gleeful glimmer
as they had not done in ages.
I breathed in the once stale air,
allowed it to course through me
filling my lungs with vigor,
and felt immediately refreshed.
I listened to my heart beating
with a youthful vitality that I
thought had long since dissipated.

Each word she spoke touched
my once sorrowful soul
like a beloved song, like a
primal prayer, as if somehow
they had been enchanted.
En. Chant. Yes. That was it.
For there is indeed a magic,
an enchantment in the spoken word
that humanity has long attended.
As have I. So have we all. As
beyond the illusions resides a truth.

I listened enraptured.
And in her voice
I perceived serenity
and a joyful hope
beyond measure.

salt lake city 07 may 2022

hope

it was first when her eyes I saw
that raw this heart so reelingly
rent did draw together at last

and past the steely gaze of winter,
spring emerged once more
opening a door to timid hope

they are green, I thought, her eyes
and meaningfully companioned
by a forest of sighing trees

their leaves expanding playful
needful, waving gleefully
at eyes that most knowing see

the beauty of the moon,
who blesses this zestful air
I breathe with pleasing joy

but more, much more resides
in those waves of green that truly
beckon forth a once weary heart

the leaves dance in the breeze
and the moon whispers a gentle
tune while stars caress the night

and at that moment, that gentle
moment, my thoughts ascend
excitedly to this she who flies afar

even as I emboldened imagine
just how soft, how warm would be
the touch of her loving lips

salt lake city 06 May 2022