Licence to Thrill

He had his own
Licence to thrill
I stood in awe of
His preternatural skill
I applauded his efforts
A fan here, until
This licence for pleasure
Just precede the kill

He’d been born it seemed
With a licence to please
His general bonhomie
His all-around ease
And I might have stayed there
Might yet be appeased
But his licence to love
Was just his preference to tease

Β© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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15 Responses to Licence to Thrill

  1. A lovely poem Helen, the trials and tribulations of love and our efforts to not only find it but have it satisfying in some way. How disappointing to discover it was only a tease, contemptuous I would say. Sorry I’m feeling like I’m about to get up on my soapbox..lol

  2. So Helen, you didn’t BOND with JAMES after all? πŸ™‚

  3. I really enjoyed your poem. Have a wonderful evening, Barbara

  4. vastlycurious.com says:

    Very nice.

  5. Creative license. πŸ™‚

  6. didoisux says:

    To the person I can never have πŸ˜‰ thanks for this Helen πŸ™‚

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