Making Him Jealous
MAKING HIM JEALOUS
Five lovers have I, nimble servants each
One comes to me in ardour where I teach
One comes in curiosity attired
And only leaves when senses all are fired
One comes in blossom with fidelity
He leaves behind a bird’s nest in my tree
One comes to worship at my body’s shrine
Leaves me devotion and a glass of wine
One comes to me without being capricious
Of all his charms I’m the most suspicious
Five faithful servants all do me adore
Until I am their servant, asking more –
I’m beggared but so rich in sex and sentiment
I’ll tax them all for this faithful flower meant.
published IN MEMORY OF HER Dublin 2008
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