Notes About The Poem

Message To the Lover of the Poet

To be in love with a poet
Is not an easy thing
Try as you might, you will never
Live up to his dream

For the poet isn’t content
With love’s status quo
You please and you tease him
But it’s not enough you know

For living there in his mind
Is a picture of the divine
You know that he longs for her
For it's shown in every line

The woman of perfection
Who is not of this world
With raven tresses of hair
A passion flower unfurled

The poet “sees” this woman
And his senses just take leave
For her love is deep, intense
Her body rivals that of Eve

She is tender and she’s giving
Never asking in return
She waits for him night and day
And for his love she burns

She nurtures his desire
Fulfills his every whim
For she is his possession
Remains faithful just to him

She sees in him embodied
Every single manly trait
Each and every need of his
She’s sure to satiate

Ah…mere mortal woman
Who must compete with this muse
You find that you fall short
And your love’s prone to abuse

For who can dare compare
With a poet’s romantic dream
The siren who sings to him
Who floats on clouds of cream

Poor lover of the poet
Sitting all alone at night
Waiting for him to see you
and your needs to ignite

Love him, my sweet, love him
For in the end...he’s just a man
That silly muse of his dreams
Can’t caress him, but you can

So win him at this love game
Make the fires really burn
Try to enchant his mind
So that for YOU it will yearn

Warn that charming seductress
That muse who tries hard to woo
That you have a jealous heart
And you've made him drink your brew

Your body, your soul, your desires
Bathe him in all of these
Not with words but your hands
Make him to do just what you please

For a poet is just a man
Just a simple man is he
Grant him all he desires
Only then he'll set you free!

Jade
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Breidenthal Avatar
April 20, 2015 at 4:53 AM
Wow...in awe of this one...faved right away... the selflessness and wisdom of the poetess is something to truly revere. It's just filled with majesty... amazing work!! Your fan,always, Laura
Cooper Avatar
April 13, 2015 at 11:17 PM
My dear sweet poetess that may be how i imagined the pefect woman before I found PS, it is definitly not the way i picture her now. I have read too many of your brand of firey seduction to ever be satisied with any thing less. Be assured a passionate, intense, seductive woman who knows what she wants and how to show her desire is how i will forever write about my ideal woman. No nymphs floating on clouds of cream for this lad ever again. love Shane xxx Oh a 7 and another Fav.
Yvonne Avatar
April 6, 2015 at 6:56 AM
What? A Damsel in distress! Here I come to your rescue. Let down your hair my dear damsel so I may climb the tower and save you...or...you know...I mean...or not!
Manassian Avatar
April 7, 2015 at 8:47 AM
HA HA HA!! Maurice...you are sweet. Ok...I'll let down my hair, but go easy....There are many ways to save a woman, Maurice. That way works fine too. :)
Yvonne Avatar
April 5, 2015 at 6:41 PM
Yeah I worry more about the poetess then I do the poet. It is the poetess paints a vision impossible to live up to. Ah but the poet how happy he is in the warmth of the woman he loves. I know I am in big trouble for this comment. Oh by the way...A Fav! heeheeheehee!
Manassian Avatar
April 6, 2015 at 1:01 AM
Oh Maurice...You are funny! Yes...poetess are a hopeless romantic lot as well...at least SOME of us are. I still live in an age where there are damsels in distress and TRUE KNIGHTS OF HONORABLE INTENT who come to save and save and save and love and love and love these damsels to sanity or insanity...as need be. A time when dragons are vanquished and passion is ENDLESS AND ENDLESS AND ENDLESS...and Desire gets her way TIME AND TIME AND TIME again. See? I'm a poetess with her head in the clouds. It will be the death of me. The poet? There is a woman mad for him...and she is the one who gets to TOUCH him...she's the lucky one!!! ;) Hugs
Phookan Avatar
April 5, 2015 at 3:32 PM
Eileen, how well you acquaint us with this poet! An exquisite piece of writing again.. let him be with a poetess, he'll know! :)
Manassian Avatar
April 6, 2015 at 1:03 AM
:) We poetesses are a powerful lot, are we not? Oh...I thrive of power and passion, Gautami! :) Thanks for the lovely visit. It was good to read your seamless poetry. :) Hugs
Mandani Avatar
April 5, 2015 at 12:03 PM
Now you have my mind working overtime! I can as well write about a poetess, you know. And, I will!! In response to this poem of yours. Now I just have to find my Muse. It's very well written. I like it, Jade.
Manassian Avatar
April 5, 2015 at 12:05 PM
Thank you, Abdul. I know you are very talented. I remember the poem you entered into the Hotsy Totsy Contest...Sizzling. Go ahead...I challenge you to write about the Poetess!!! ;)
Lamoureux Avatar
April 5, 2015 at 10:07 AM
Is this a repost? Or perhaps I am having a déjà I moment! This is hot as is the photo!
Manassian Avatar
April 5, 2015 at 11:30 AM
NO.....it's a repost. Oh Oh Oh....I love the photo. I could get lost in there. I love where his hand is...in here hair....I love the way he's claiming her....Just so.....HOT! :) Thanks for the visit, Richard. I read your poem earlier....Will post. Was having problems with internet...
Nance Avatar
April 5, 2015 at 7:15 AM
I love this! 7 and fav, you are awesome :)
Manassian Avatar
April 5, 2015 at 11:32 AM
Thanks, my dear....so are you. I'll be round to visit soon.
Callus Avatar
April 5, 2015 at 6:39 AM
How easy it is to fall in love with our fantasies, dreams and to travel on the wings of imagination! Poetry has this special ability that can overcome taboos and obstacles; it is able to give a twist to a normal everyday life and turn it into something special. Lovers and poets do exist, but alas, there is also a word called reality! Hugs // paul
Manassian Avatar
April 5, 2015 at 11:35 AM
Paul....a man who knows how to woo with words.....is one to be feared...at least for me. I guess that goes for women as well, but....words are so powerful....and then sometimes...you realize....words...are all they are. Anyway....it's a diversion....this poetry word. Sometimes a nice diversion at other times a sinister one. We live and learn. Hugs to you....Paul
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