Sacred Space Poem by Gerard Heathcote

Disguised in a bright sunny day
The distance belies across the bay
Clear and bright the air and sea
Cliffs seem close as you and me

The tide is calm the water clear
Still too cold this time of year
She’ll hold my hand I dare say
Glad I’m here with you today

Steeply climbing rocky lair
Beating hearts stop and stare
The landscape sets before the eyes
A backdropp for our lovers sighs

The onward path is grassy green
Leads us to a lover's scene
Barren rocks our hide away
Safe from sea and salty spray

Your hand is cold my task to hold
Tight and warm my fingers fold
Sitting still I gaze your eyes
Seduction skills I need devise

A nesting site we set about
For making love I have no doubt
Rocks protect from prying eyes
My hand caresses silky thighs

The sun today is high and bright
The afternoon’s pure delight
Holding close and kissing you
Passion rising soon to view

The sea and birds sound a chord
The rhythm blends lips and sword
Words are few as we embrace
A union blest this sacred space