gentle tendering strokes
silently glide,
back,
neck,
brow,
smoothing hair,
brushing cheeks,
chin,
circling each
glint dreamy eye
feathered touch
tracing cheek
marking shoulder
back again
bolder, bolder,
across her chest
between her legs
rolling eyes
warm scented breath
my beautiful mare
© Sam McKeon 2015
Published by Sam McKeon
Sam McKeon is a recluse, living on the remote rugged west coast of Ireland. Currently, Sam’s poetry tends to focus on his inner universe and the moments he spends with the very few people he is in contact with, especially his muse Emily, who has inspired almost fifty poems, tracing the development of their relationship.
The astonishing drama and beauty of the wild Irish landscape is also absorbed into his writing. This can lead to some weird things, but mostly it leads to deeply passionate works stitched together with tender reflection.
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