Love

like voodoo
I

conjure you
from forgotten things.

Here a slip
spilt in satin

on seventh step of the stars

here a froth
of panties

pooled upon
the floor

a swan sailing on
its own reflection

there a silk stocking
reclining over

the arm of an arm
chair

here the other
sliding down the banister

& now a pink
high heeled shoe

precariously clinging
as if it had climbed there

to the mirror

finding your reflection
soaking in suds

smiling: “Mmmmmm...hello hon! ”

“I’m almost
out of my mind

for a cool glass
of wine

...do you mind? ”

“Be a pet
& get it! ”

You got it

purring like a cat
as I sponge your back

spoon feeding you
prawns & avocado pears.

I amazed
at this being

that love
has made

from such scrips & scraps
of scattered clothes

this my beloved
woman

in whom
I am

well pleased

to paraphrase
something that God once said.

Dónall Dempsey

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-paraphrase-something-god-once-said-for-frieda-rose/