The Rose and The Woman, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Toulmouche Auguste- Woman and Roses (1879)

Auguste Toulmouche, Woman and Roses (1879)

 

The Rose and the Woman, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Before me is one of God’s creations.
Morning sun falls on this dainty cashmere.
Anchored by penetrating sensations,
Unable to move close because of fear.

Her tenderness is more worthy than mine,
By her regal stature she is the queen.
Her soft scent fills the nearby air sublime,
Without a doubt her beauty is pristine.

If possible it would be love for sure,
To protect from any harm comes her way.
No desire to overcome this allure,
So next to her I will forever stay.

As a rose I am grown to give pleasure,
With each lady that is my endeavor.

The Unseen Suitor, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

von Blaas-The Unseen SuitorEugen von Blaas, The Unseen Suitor (1898)

 

The Unseen Suitor, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Is it but love that is your guiding light,
Or another guise filled with mortal lies?
Are you one to steal away in the night,
If so, be assured I won’t be your prize.

Easy to take my rose, but not my heart,
For it is china easily broken.
Let it be accept’d from the very start,
No chance for you my giv’n heart to bludgeon.

Your willing smile I wish to be sincere
As my heart races when you are so near.
Your love my heart shall forever endear,
And finally bury this dreadful fear.

A love anew is extremely fragile,
Faithfulness, a sure way to make it jell.