Sunday, 24 April 2011

Do You Remember Love?

Do you remember Love,
Luscious at the borders of sleep’s
teasing dreams,
through long shadowed hours;
shrouded in silken sheets
tumbled with longings;
down into the first rustle and sigh of the yawning dawn,
gone the owls hooting, the night jar’s song;
the earliest waking light aroused from shadowed night
two ever as one.
Do you remember Love?
Its scent and feel?


  1. Nice. Very evocative and slightly erotic at the same time.

  2. Thanks Jane! I was trying to write this during that anarchic limerick exchange on Twitter last evening! Was really hard to 'sustain the mood' amidst such levity (or do I mean profanity?)!