Don’t give me hearts or scarlet blooms
No Hallmark cards or lovers’ tunes
But kiss my cheek and hold my hand
Or trace my name upon the sand

Don’t buy me chocolates, silk or rings
I do not need expensive things
But wash my hair and rub my feet
Or make me pancakes as a treat

Don’t feel the need to dress up fine
And take me out to wine and dine
But light a flame and plant a tree
Or write a tissue poem for me

Wayne Visser © 2017


Icarus: Favourite Love Poems

This creative collection, now in its 2nd edition, brings together love poems by Wayne Visser. The anthology traces love’s agony (“Broken Dreams”) and ecstasy (“Galaxies Cart-Wheeling”), from first blush (“Almost Strangers”) to full bloom (“Say ‘I Do!’”), as we fly to love. You’ve given me the gift of golden wings / The endless sphere of blue imaginings / The chance to rise above the silver clouds / The will to cast off untold ghostly shrouds / Don’t fly too high / Don’t rise too fast / Don’t tease the sky / Don’t taunt the past / You’ve given me the hope of warmer days / The blessed kiss of the sun’s fiery rays. Buy the paper book / Buy the e-book.