Sun soon to be below the horizon
Our silhouettes blending into darkness
Our night together will have just begun
Our love of each other time to express
We’ll quell the night’s chilling breeze with our fire
There will be no need for wood nor matches
As heat shall come from internal desire
And closeness of our constant embraces
Come walk with me to our hidden retreat
Hand in hand we will glide over the sand
Stopping occasionally lips to meet
Together our loving hearts will expand
The deep hunger we feel our love to taste
Moments together cannot be replaced
Nordic summer evening, Richard Bergh (c.1899)
This day is a gift, as they meet perchance
The sight of each other hearts leap for joy
Hoping this time there shall be a romance
O, fearful of a chance both may destroy
There is politeness at a safe distance
Each awkwardly fumbling for what to say
Looking to the still waters in a trance
Each wondering if they should walk away
“Isn’t this a beautiful day,” blurting out
Both in unison, followed by a laugh
Just may be the end of their verbal drought
They have cut their distance by more than half
Now inside one another’s comfort zone
One awaiting the other to bestirred
The absence of any words both bemoan
They smiled, parted without another word
The Lovers, Robert A Sieczkiewicz
Selene glowing from her throne above
Helios’s chariot now past the gate
Venus has sent to us a turtle dove
Cupid with his arrow has sealed our fate
All our inhibitions do we dispose
Coming together with such tender touch
Like two feathers we glide into repose
Each other’s flesh do we lovingly clutch
Softness of thy goddess body I tour
Finding your wetness I look at your eyes
They tell me thou are desirous of more
To caress me between thy silken thighs
Our bodies now united as just one
To be enraptured until morning sun
The Girl with Azalea, Vojtech Adalbert Hynais (1913)
New Love, Robert A Sieczkiewicz
A new found love should be put in a pot.
Tend to its every need right from the start.
It is fragile, best to forget it not.
Let that pot be made of your very heart.
Love between the two be equally true,
Then it shall in no time fully blossom,
The graces of love to both will accrue.
Attend with great care shall never succumb.
Through the years there will be many a tear,
Will be real love that helps conquer fear,
And to make the sunny days reappear,
With the desire to remain ever near.
For heart to grow love is its basic food,
That tingle of long past was its prelude.
Moonlight Seascape, Thomas Moran (1892)
Lovers Consumed by the Sea, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
Amphitrite at the shore outward gazing.
Neptune moved stealthily and kissed her feet.
His touch of her so exhilarating,
She staring down sending a smile so sweet.
Music from the waves kept her in a trance,
Moves her body as if doing a dance.
No longer now giving the sea a glance,
Then came roaring a wave of great expanse.
Sea now became still so quiet it be,
Amphitrite now has returned to the sea.
Consumed for love by Neptune’s own decree,
As he was by the goddess’s own beauty.
The hypnotic sea with powering might,
Continues to draw lovers every night.
Unknown Artist, Lovers (c. 1910)
Lovers’ Moon, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
So close to Cupid, fear we’re his target.
Come we shall take the staircase to heaven.
There memories made never to forget.
Lovers’ moon so bright will be our beacon.
If you be chilled, here take my loving heart,
Aflame of a resplendent love of you.
As you have neutralized every rampart,
Eagerly awaits your love to imbue.
Ask me not why I feel the way I do,
Very first sight of you love would ensue.
Such a feeling will always continue,
Admitting my love never to eschew.
Though tonight’s lovers’ moon is soon to set,
Its light on you face thoughts of when we met.