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

Incorrigible

As love loves a fool –
wherefore he cannot be held accountable
for the indiscretions of his heart.
Thenso may his sins be my own salvation –
As they have been the transgressions
- Of mine

© Charles Coakley Simpson 2008

Desire

As isthe wind in my hair,
So is the song in my heart.
That you are the inspirationof my longing.
Then so how do I promise; to never say“I love you”
When all I can pledge
– Is today

© Charles Coakley Simpson 2008

Plush

Thus awakening
in arms womb - Embraced
Timelessly locked within an amniotic warmth
Immaculate; I am without condition.
Therefore suspended I am found weightless
Except for the delicate influence -
Of a whisper

© Charles Coakley Simpson 2008

Soul

Such as you are
the embodiment - of my heart
That e’en as my mortality's coil is fleeting,
It is your love which sustains me
Mayhap we were merely the victims of fate
and yet could I have held you once,
I would have held you forever
If e'er I was destined to hold you
– At all

© Charles Coakley Simpson 2006

Oceansize

Were I a river
would I run to the sea
That I am ocean
won’t you flow to me
Thus send me your heart
sealed in a dream
Cast out ‘pon the waves
finding its way
whereever
- I be

© Charles Coakley Simpson 2005