It is me my dear (I love your form)

flock by
flamingos
Pink,red and purple
The firetower for females
Preening ,as are we all, a public place
Red lips invite embrace
As dark hair set a pulsing race
Of thought
I am cradled by you
I disown the crest
The suit of feathers belong to her
A proud breast draws breath from
Simple men like me.
no one wears a dress like you.

your female form
a flesh friend to fabric
cotton, silk elastic
I love your choices
Embark a journey
Primark celebrations
that five pound dress
that to me, excites
a silent voice calls you
gorgeous

it is me, my dear

honoured in my house
this evening preperation
the impending taxi pressing time
our destination, hurry, but slowly
the creative, deep red, stick,
corner mouth, lick, pritt stick
you fleck of flake in taupe
Falling powder brushes
Walls holding mirror crushes
You do it so fine, this record time

I am late again

Friendly your reflection
my perpetual entrapment
a pair framed
in glass and silver
a form, warm
ample, the chest
cursed me should I protest
tonight
for she is finely tuned in fabric
denier legs lead to chastising heels
feed the imagination
the hot blooded
the flooded out on wanting
someone wants you

It is me ,my dear

a criminal
locked in a sphere of thought
words
fantastic things
are prisoners
never released from lips
a burden to me
a vacant gift for pretty ears
and where should have been words
I only graced your lobes
with silent stones
and sparkle they may
but feelings must shimmer too
or dimmer the evening
or cold the dew passion may pass
Somebody loves you.

In silence

it is me my dear.


By Peter Crompton August 2007

(good to read whilst listening to 'Autumn Song' by The Manic Street Preachers)

well for me anyway. :-)

Hope you enjoy my detraction

Peter

What an absolutely gorgeous poem Peter, whoever the lady it was written for is, is a very lucky lady indeed.

Wish someone would write a poem like this for me:-( boohoo x

Your poetry just gets better and better Peter and I try so very hard not to hate you for it!

You know I love you really honey, but I am insanely jealous of your talent.

xxx