il Sole mi scalda il cuore

Every once in a while you meet another Romantic in the space of creative inspiration. Honored to be Sir Shakeshaft’s muse and to be able to evoke a genuine depth of feeling within him that comes out in the form of beautiful verses. He found my images on Unsplash and kindly messaged me yesterday to share his luscious poetry “for people who sleep with flowers to scent their dreams.” If more of us dreamt of beauty, sensuality, love, romance and the sublime, what a wonderful world it would be… or it already is? I love that the first poem is inspired by my last post – on savoring all of life one moment at a time, no rushing, only when it’s necessary… Enjoy this love-making collaboration in the form of images and words that know no bounds and excite imaginations…

il Sole mi scalda il cuore

I savoured her smile, as she trembled;
From my touch, as I find!
I savoured her smell, as she melted;
From my lips, as I kiss!
I savoured her sound, as she moaned;
From my actions, as I decline!
I savoured her taste, as she quivered
From my tongue, as I dismiss...
...all of time, as we cannot rush!
I savour how her love has us both blissed:
Each inch I savoured, each inch I kissed!

I savour our propinquity, as we possess:
Each other’s skin, each other’s breath!
I savour like the sun... your warmth,
And bathe, as our senses dance & rave!
I savour our whispers, the love you speak:
Each other’s lips, nothing is left?
I savour our rhythm, as it rolls like waves,
Love never blind, though craves...
...infinite moments with no end!
I savour her peace as she sleeps,
Kiss her eyes - joyful tears she weeps!

Shakeshaft 🥀