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