Category: Love

(1995. For Rita A.)  You make me itch   with a listless senselessness I’ve not known for so long devouring my   waking hours like a phoenix   vision rising from the  smould’ring ashes    of my thoughts, torching my heart…   torturing my heart with  soft and gentle  ...

(1998) You touch me I squirm Your softness tickles my skin setting my nerves aflame Searing my muscles with spasms… beyond enduring Such pain! Please… (Please stop.)...

(1995 for Rita A.) You crawled across the floor, beneath my arms; my mind  exploded into stars … Phosphenes danced before my face, my hand brushed your side, one look in your eyes bent me out of shape, now… I can’t think straight. ...

(1998, Ellinbank, Vic. Aust.) I no longer speak of her nor to her my thoughts longingly stray yet she is still here inside of me ––– our parting more like a death than the split of minds unreconciled… still, I love her still. ...

(24 December 1988. Wrote this after tossing and turning all night lamenting my breakup with Rita A.) Christmas night comes once a year  and with its pass, this heartfelt tear Turning against a cold, hard pillow  and my soul this night bleeds, with sorrow; ‘And should You sleep alone...

(1992, for Fiona) Its the simple transience of your smile, the gentle hue of blue that hides, behind busy winks , and blinks; The soft lustre of your cheeks, their glow, and that way your chin moves when you grin ––– sheer fantasy! ...

(1990, for Michelle R. – Snow White meets Sleeping Beauty and Juliet) It was cold outside. The wind howled through the snowgums and blew its way into your heart; I found you lying there. In a coffin of ice, glistening in the sun; I reached out, disparing to see...

(1990, for Fiona on the occasion of her birthday, Rosedale, Vic. Aust.) My heart goes out to thee, Oh, brightest flower of the day… May your bed be ever fertile, In the glowing light of the sun! ...

(1991, for Shirley Ai Kiao T.) Like the softness of velvet, they shine, glistening in the morning sun, so fine  Fawn brown, beaming gentleness, refined And hinting of wonders, depths.. Devine! ...

(1990, for Michelle R.)  How many times have I thought to say, “I love you…” but the words got in the way? To say of when I wake, It’s you, I wish to see!  That each night, each thought of you, starts and afterglow inside of me; Your eyes,...