Her

My presents sits & skips & dances before me.
Kicks & teases & talks to me.
Makes me smiles.
Illuminates my world.
Sets my heart on fire.

She kicks my feet & tells me no.
Holds her hair in awkward poise.

Tilts her head, such graceful, pretty little thing.
Eyes spark & I ingest.
Gasp.
Breathe & bow & worship her.

She stands afar & I am sad. Anger begins to fuel the fear & distress.
She stands before & I am quenched.
A stricken soul, stranded for far too long.
I love her.
I need her.
Seek her.

I gaze upon & eyes dance upon & search her for the features which wins me most.
I fail each time
Until she smiles once more & I am joyous! Giddy & out of control!

I love to touch her. A gentle stroke, a kiss, a hug.
My fingers glide & pinch behind her knee. I feel her hip.
Her perfect bum. A waistline sharp
Or gentle skin on sensual neck.

I wish to lead or gasp, be led.
& find myself alone with this perfect girl.
I’m in love & sunk & carefree & lost
& yet I know my mental map centres, revolves & relies on her
Being her
& there for me!

I can feel her in my empty arms.
& smile alone without her.

Til grace sends her once more to me
& we play like children all over again
& again.

– on being in love
© ed simkins 2017

6 Hours Around Her.

I kiss her.
In every moment
In every sight
In every thought I share with her
I kiss her.

But I can not tell or say or intimate.
I am mute to her friendship
I am mute to my fate.
Mute to the needs of having her around.
I’ve fallen for the perfect one.

She stands there A.M & the day begins
Conversation held & soft skin touched & cool.
She giggles as the story of her night unfolds
& I am hers completely.
The crowd surrounds but knows no the truth of us.

Break in work & she’s through to help.
She stands beside & teases me
She smiles & laughs & her words they pour.
Her perfect ways surround me now
& my bubble exists because of her.

But Manager storms on through with grim clouds grey
Rain storms fall & drown my joy.
Doors are locked & now she is gone
Emptiness completes the distraught scene.
Marooned alone I’m dying.

I see the future, kiss & taste the silence.
There’s no fun, no joy, no screaming madness.
Her world has gone, I’m broken down.
Tears & words of anger mount
& all the raged fists I hold crash against that deserted beach.

Yet as the beacon slowly burns, she’s seen, a ship ahoy.
I’m dancing, I’m yelling, I’m crying out her name.
She sees & runs & we hold on tight
I’m loving her touch, her perfect smile.
I’m lost to her, the perfect one.

– when she comes and goes like she did today I’m a loon!
© ed simkins 2016

Sat Beside

I cant resist
I had to see her.
I had to glide around & around the crowd to look unconcerned
Just to see her.

& once the random acts of kindness were perceived by all I rested upon the chair beside her.
& said nothing.
For she knew I was there.
& she smiled.

As she spoke in soft pleasurable tones, her words tickling the world with delight
I gazed upon the beauty of her face.
An artist with his gentle muse
& she smiled.

I drifted blissfully, her perfect face my ocean for the day.
Freckled pools & white reflections
Lips of youth & graceful hair
My eyes skipped across her soft serenity.
& I smiled.

I leant in. To breath her in, absorb her very being. To taste the sweet scent of love.
Heady with desire I paused to kiss her soft fresh skin
My eyes studying every mark, every pore, every whimsy of her perfect face.
Every curve perceived with majesty & beauty.
I caressed her chin & smiled.

In moments of crazy conversation & horrid crowds, I held her gaze.
Flirting wildly, she became my pet.
A kitten reaching out and jesting against the cotton ball, she played against my face with such sweet tenderness.
& proximity & desire drew us ever in.

Oh sweet Lord, my unfaithful & most dishonest friend, I love her.
That all these ghosts which surround & with wrathe conspire,
Let me hold my darling close upon my heart-felt need.
For she smiles with the glimmer of the midday sun,

& I leave a kiss with finger reached & stroke the gentle arc of nose & chin.
I wish her well & thank her for her human smiles.
Misery consumes when the love I seek departs
& again I sit alone & dream of her.

– Moments with my love
© ed simkins 2016

I think of her & sigh.

That smiling, wondrous, cheeky, soft pinkish face of hers!
With words which flow & charm & melt my heart!
That dreams create!
That love begins.

Or be it affection deep or adoration told that I could hold her sweetest charms.
& stand before like man to God & weep in abject joy.

That beauty of such tender child reaches forth and gallops through my heart with unashamed bliss
To kiss
A most indulgent thought!
Which ought, I say,
Declare my mind to be nothing free, but linked to the whimsy of her deeds.
& needs.
In late night love affair when I will dream
Of her.
& watch the roses of her heart blossom into ladies bloom
& fill this room from whence I write
With stars so bright that want or might would bring her here
& thence upon this chair beside be near
I would look upon her skin, & smile
& know that
I love her.

& I turn to her.
gaze belovedly upon her face
& heart will pace
& fingers stretch to caress her neck
& gentle lay upon her tender hair
These words I rhyme with passioned care
& say, with whispers of a knight from old
I love thee.

With all my heart, as the sun declares
Each morning rises high & stares
With wonder at the naked earth & all the beauty held within,
Thus I look at you my love
and dreams begin.

& love exudes.

From my heart to the world of yours tonight.
Because of you.

Because
of you.

~ inspired & in complete devotion to you. to HER,
© ed simkins

Curls Of Pleasure & Breathless Bliss

She turned & I was stumped!
A jewel within the world of men,
A cliché thought but one which sung!
& happy dreams care only for the truth of that particular moment in which I saw the face of beauty smile.
& I was happy.
Content upon those eyes which shined & lips which taught my heart to love.
Or at least to dream & how I did!
A man of such wit & want can only see the world in which I write & think!

Her face, oh her pretty little face!
With a frame of such wonder which surrounded & projected such feminine beauty that I could hardly know to beat my heart again.
Her perfect blonde hair in giddying rolls & curls of fun danced across her naked shoulder.
Her smile skipping upon the breeze of thought
& with a slight tilt of turning head, paused & spotted me.
She shone her forceful light of joy & I was gone!
Melted by the beam of love.
My fingers wished to twirl in her delicious silken locks
How could she look like this & not be kissed?
Or held!
Or worshipped but by my eyes alone!
& thus they were!
A secret dream in crowded room.

& so in stance, these happy dreams filled the air as she stood in slacks & pretty thoughts,
& all the happy time my mind drank her in, blood engorged on feminine charm.
I smiled,
she smiled again
& all the deeds within my head were done!
Her beautiful, graceful little bum, the charming whimsy of her waist,
The luscious tone of her skin & the naked appeal of her dress
A simple pretence I thought!
But when I raised my eyes to gaze from the words I’d wrote,
There I found her, still standing there,
& I could not move!

Succulent & ripe she was, a fruitful fancy of healthy design
I was tempted to pinch a daring taste!
But I was stopped by fate in such employed disguise!
& Oh how I dream in seconds told of holding her & whispering in her delicate ear such pleasured thoughts
That gentle knowing giggles would flitter from her warming bosom
& tickle softly ears which long to hear her sigh & tease.

How beautiful she looked today
Her swept back hair an immaculate force
Magnetizing my heart which yearns for her.
& From here alone, I softly kiss
Oh that she could know or appreciate the dreams I have of her.
& in my evening dreams
Entwined fingers would sing.

~ I saw her today & she was stunning!
© ed simkins

To you, sweet angel

Sophia.

I say your name & I am happy!
Oh Sophia!
Such that beauty becalls your name, I cannot write!!!
I cannot struggle to force these words of sweet excitement & insane bliss to fall well upon this page!
I am in love with you & be-crazed by love & desperately the cause is you!!!
My god, that I cannot breath!
& pause herein to paint the image of a beauty so fine! So delicate & so immense!
Or the moments of dreams which now filter through my mind, like a night of drunken happy excess!
Oh, that I am exhausted by happiness!
I am smiling like a boy with an untapped source of free ice-cream!
I am a Cheshire cat of such sweet smug satisfaction
I am afflicted with such diamond glee and sights of such bejewelled beauty that…oh I cannot write!
Or think!!!
I wish to replay, to experience, to kiss again those very moments in which i sense your beauty surrounding me!!!

Oh Sophia!!!!

I deeply inhale and my mind glows through which the fire of desire and love that fuels from deep within…a dimmed excess which only you relight.
My god I want you!
I want you!
As the world before me knows, but you!
How sad or tragic that the most beautiful and loyal & honest of desire & friendship known can never, ever, blossom
& yet it should.
Oh it should!
For I worship!
As anyone who reads my mind will tell & witness! I adore! I seek & smile & dream & yes, I love!
I love!
Like a passioned tramp who gazes upon the mansion of his dreams I look at you,
At you my golden princess.
& oh how I wish!
How I wish!

Each sight I take I worship you!
Each touch,
Each smile,
Each flicker of wit & cheek & soulful laugh or giggle…
God, I break down inside
& I want you!
I want you!

~ she, the most beautiful girl in the world, kills me with such delicious happiness & smiles. & the names? – there is but just one girl.
© ed simkins

In Love with a friend (a letter to Her).

I need now to stop you. I need your attention.
I have the ears of the world but it’s yours that I seek.
I have something to say & it burns me right through.
I love you.
Seriously. I love you.
I love you. I love you. I love you.  & it’s killing me so!

From the moment you walked in when your smile lit my heart
I cried & I knew, My face danced in joy!
These are the things that you set upon me
& I want to tell you but I know that I can’t.
So here to the world, & I scream through my heart…I love you.
…I love you!

You dolled up your face & you shook up my heart, a sexed up Lolita with a razor sharp tongue.
You laughed & you smiled & my knees they were weak, but I kept it together & I set your life free.
You came & we spoke & I sang with my passion, you held on my arm & we danced & we spun,
We giggled & we chatted & we conquered the night, & the success that you brought I owe in such honour.
So I love you my girl. I love you so much!

Your lipstick of scarlet seduced my young heart, as your hair in a plait softened my fear
Your perfect pink cheeks, alive like a fire, sparkling with warmth & the radiance naïve
& your Cleopatra eyes, which entrance, pull me in, I can’t tell you the secrets that stand behind mine,
These smiles you induce & the passion inside. Your clothes left unripped & your smile not yet kissed
You tell me of others & I stand there a friend, but I’m your slave don’t you see, & I’ve fallen for you!
& I’d scream your sweet name if only to attract, & I’d hold you beside for a second too long
For your dreams I desire, you love is my goal, but friendship averts such knowledge of these thoughts
& these smiles that you share or your eyes when we meet, In golden moments alone when the rest they don’t think
& In these seclusions I undress you, in these seconds that we kiss,
& in our asides i pretend that your flirting or more, I pretend you’re seducing & I’m begging, encore
Cause I need you, I want you & I’m screaming out loud, I love you desire, Its love that I’ve found.

The moments we share are bliss for my heart, you’re the drug that I’d kill for, The fuel for these words
When will you see that you’re the goddess I request, the girl of my dreams, I love you the best,
I love you my friend & I wish that you knew. I wish that you’re beauty could stay in my life
& smile for me more & never will regret, These moments together, & these days that we get.

Girl…
I love you. With all of your beauty, I love you.

~ written for the sweetest, prettiest, most fun, most desirable girl that I know. I adore you so, so much & so completely. I’m a fool but I love.
© ed simkins

Joy (Pt.2)

Tell me Lords & Ladies in all the world!
Tell me how much I am grinning & what sensation resonates within!
What is this insanity that prevails upon my heart and buzzes throughout my crazy mind?
Oh joy of joy and simple, sensational delight and blissful pleasure!!!
I smile!
I smile & smile & smile some more for I am mad!!!
Mad with desire and passion and want and crazy dreams!
& though my friends I know that fate is frivolous,
that painful end awaits this angel who will one day soon depart,
but in this moment of sweet ecstasy I watch her play!!!
& I smile and I do laugh as she sends me giddy!!
How, How she makes me laugh!!!
My playful friend who sends me to the heavens in one easy bounded smile,
a simple jest, a sweet devilish look and her mischievous eyes!
My god, I am happy!
that this light within my world could power a million lives, I tell thee so!
You think i’m mad? I agree! I wholeheartedly agree & then some more!
But what can be done when my fantasy plays with me?!
She follows me round and fills my ears with voices soft and sights that kill,
She gathers me in and spins me round, she falls and rolls and giggles so!
a tease i say! a tease, a tease, a tease & i am sold!
Sold to this creature who moves me so!
She who creates such delight and passion and electric feeling from deep, deep within,
and she who plays with so, so many smiles upon this face of mine.
My world is alight when she’s around.
& yet I know that fate, that evil disciplinarian, has edited me out of her happy ending.
~ Her beauty, her zest, her very being excites me!…but I know the end.
(c) Ed Simkins

To rest with you.

Dear ……, i sit,

In God’s all seeing chair.

With memories & nightmares,

I dream of you.

.x.

As Music soothes. Or music claims.

Darkness descends and my loyal friends, the waves of time, wash over me.

I rest. Head hurts.

Thoughts fight and lose & in my mind, I talk to you.

.x.

I long to place my weary head.

Lay down on thee, an unknown lap, an untouched bride.

To feel your hand, caress my face.

Your tender touch, my soothing star.

.x.

I wish to love. I wish to be.

I am tired once more. Oh to sleep with thee.

.x.

Body still, your eyes I see.

We lie in bed or grass beneath.

No need to kiss for love can travel.

A gentle rose, your happy face.

.x.

With you I fall & my mind drifts under,

Secure in the knowledge of your calming presence.

A warm blanket so soft, you throw around us.

& you wrap your tender youthful arms, & happiness ensues.

.x.

If you were here then the world I’d conquer

And each night, like now, I’d return to see

Angelic contours and shapes so pure

Your face entrances. I want you near.

.x.

I close my eyes & your face I see.

Your pretty form in poetry,

I’d hold you close & love you whole,

If only you were close to me.

.x.

~ Written because I feel sick & my head hurts. I close my eyes and picture the prettiest girl I know. & I dream of her. I wish I could hold her. & see her smile.

© Ed Simkins



To you, most beautiful girl.

Tonight you lie in silk & a whisper I hereby send to you.

Dear ……,
Alight those pillows, release my love
In pleasant dreams & let me pleasure you.
Let my soft kisses address your perfect lips
& allow these feelings sent to warm your fragile heart.

For I love you.

I see your pretty face & it kills me so.
Your porcelain skin, embarrassed red.
Another worried sign & my heart will break.
Your frightened face so sweet, so becoming, so adorable.
So very cute.

& I adore you.
But I cannot tell.
& with that I die a million hidden deaths!
For I would love to hold your hand!
To have you rest your beautiful weary head against me.
& I would hold you until you smiled. Til peace overcame you. Til sleep took over.
& I would leave a single precious kiss pressed gently against your temple.
Framed.
By your immaculate hair.
Plaited. Long. Delicious.
Flowing locks of fantasies,
Silken strands which tease my mind.

But I cannot touch.
Though your striking eyes lure me in,
When raised from nervous escape.
& then & when, oh flirtatious eyes collide & you smile…
Starburst!
& A thousand million longing dreams!
But lady when I see you cry. If but just a single tear.
My god, I reach for you! Though I dare not show & break your trust.
Or cusp so delicately your reddened cheeks so perfectly formed.
But drown alone within your gentle voice, which sighs & hopes & joys.
.
Lord & Friends & distant Family, such a girl was never made by human hands!
So tender. Timid. & oh so sweet.
Divine.

& yes, Dear …… you make my world shine.
Though you cannot see. Or care.
But could anyone appreciate or love you more than I?
& so, how cruel that fate will never set
These loyal lips against your warm & girlish innocent skin.

Oh I wish you could love me.

Such as I love you.

~ I write about a dream I cannot hold. A beautiful, charming, endearing dream.
© Ed Simkins