The Lovers, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz


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


New Love, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Hynais, Vojtech Adalbert - The Girl with AzaleaThe 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.


Lovers Consumed by the Sea, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Moran Thomas, Moonlight Seascaape (1892)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.





Lovers’ Moon, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

z-Unknown Artist - Lovers, c.1910

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.