If were to die with unfulfilled passion
What would happen to my beleaguered soul
To wander a dark wasteland so barren
My hurting story will remain untold
Nay I say with yet unknown breaths to take
It is my love that you have forsaken
In my heart you have placed a piercing stake
But not a love which will soon come undone
You enter my dreams cruelly each night
To take you completely is your command
Beauty so tasteful within my sight
I reach but it is not you in my hand
A curse to this day is over my head
Saying I love you cannot be unsaid
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 Last Kiss, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
Without your tender touch I’m in prison.
Deafened not hearing your dulcet voice.
Absent your beauty I have no vision.
My life without you death would be the choice.
Rules are made to deter such love as ours.
Explaining why they can’t give good reason,
Excuses why numerous as the stars.
Our deep love is tantamount to treason.
Cannot be without you another day.
Bells striking eight I shall be at the gate.
To touch your loving lips to God I pray.
My torn heart shall falter if you be late.
Our last loving kiss will be my farewell,
In this world there is no desire to dwell.
Italian Osteria, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
Will I be safe to sit at this table?
For it appears that I am out numbered.
Such beauty is there anything to mull?
With love potential need not be badgered.
Due belle donne, what an impossible choice,
Of different beauty yet both appeal.
It is possible I will have no voice,
All a matter of who my heart does steal.
Darting eyes tells me to be in good stead,
Orthrus is there protecting what I seek.
One illicit move I’d be torn to shred.
Deep pain for the blood of my groin be pique.
Cursed am I for being filled with desire,
Today only a smile will I acquire.
A Reverie during the Ball, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
Oh! I swoon from his ever gentle touch,
His soft words of love met no resistance.
My melting heart in his hand he did clutch.
He pulled me close so close in every dance.
Now musing of all the words that he said,
Is this real or infatuation.
Will he be the one that I choose to wed?
On my finger his ring I emblazon?
The stardust before me impedes my view,
As I am eager to have him touch me,
In carnal ways this body never knew,
To quell this desire set no boundary.
A firestorm is burning within me now,
But in the morn will love we reavow?
The Abduction of Psyche, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
Cupid, with thee arrow strike yonder male,
Seal the fate of Psyche so young so frail.
Mother, if thy command I will not fail,
Yet did I, now with wound of no avail.
Psyche my love for thee shall be proven,
As thee see our lives be interwoven.
Will be tested by mightiest coven,
With arm around thee shall fly to heaven.
Gently I place thee upon the clover,
Bed so soft for a beautiful lover.
Looking at thee I move my lips lower,
To kiss thy lips. Seal our love forever.
No doubt, love can last an eternity,
Even between mortals like you and me.