Honeysuckle

Fallopian flower -
My lips lay voiceless against your skin;
that I am dared to stir an ember of summer
Then so is their brush soft as I sip the nectar golden
from your trumpets slender chalice
Were ever there a grail -
As holy

© Charles Coakley Simpson 2008

Deeply

How is a well that still waters run
Are thoughts that dwell ‘neath a setting sun
As an ocean is blue or a river profound
Is a summer night’s hue of its starry resound
As do nightingale’s song and morning dove’s glee
Herald loves regale of hearts symphony
Then so is mine a well deep and true
Of the love that it holds as it is
- For you

© Charles Coakley Simpson 2008

Mistress

Seductress of solace -
That not is my comfort
in the compassion of our companionship
As I would lay the weight of my heart
‘pon your shoulder.
But in the deep knowledge of the promise
That you will never say -
“I love you.”

© Charles Coakley Simpson 2006