Poetry Man

I said I was

a poetry man

with words and songs

and dreams to tell.

I said I’d got

the rhythm and rhyme.

She said, “Wow!

Come and ding my bell.”

I said her eyes

were like sapphires

and her lips like

molten honey.

I said her smile

was a neon light.

She said, “Coo…

I’ve gone all funny.”

I said she was

a shiny moon,

that we should love

amongst the heather.

I said we’d dance

a naked fling.

She said, “Huh?

In British weather?”

I said my heart

was aquiver

and my loins all

knotted with strings.

I said we’d scale

the mounts of love.

She said, “Hmm.

You say some weird things.”

I said we’d live

on the furthest isle

without car or

phone or telly.

I said I’d sing

my poems to her.

She said, “Eek!

Not on your nelly!”