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

© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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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

  2. So Helen, you didn’t BOND with JAMES after all? 🙂

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

  4. says:

    Very nice.

  5. Creative license. 🙂

  6. didoisux says:

    To the person I can never have 😉 thanks for this Helen 🙂

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