I think I shall post some Love Poems for awhile as I am busy.  They are part of the Teachings of the Way of the Gallant Heart.  If you are embarrassed, you are not an adult yet.  If you are carnally effected, you are not a Saint.  If your heart aches for such a love, your are on the way to enlightenment.

My Valkyrie

Your letters, honey-dipped arrows shot from the bow of Eros, himself,
each feathered spear piercing my heart, so painlessly,
bringing into its chambers the honeyed mead of the Vikings so to sweeten my days.

Oh, wondrous, brave Valkyrie,
I would die gladly and valorously each day of battle knowing only
that your kiss would awaken me each evening for banquet and love making.

Golden armored Valkyrie,
know you not that dreams are powerful places for female magic,
layered worlds full of misty oceans and enchanted forests

Where cauldrons bubble vigorously,
not with eye of newt or tail of dog,
but, with flower petals and pollen grains,
sweet love potions you cook for me.

For in the dark of night, my heart fortress is unguarded,
slip into my bedchamber, deposit a drop of potion onto my lips,
awaken me with a compelling kiss,
discard your gown and lay naked with me.

Your magic potion shall join my dream with yours,
as your dream loins cover mine in sacred embrace,
as your unleashed orgasm brings mine,
so shall it be in our daily lives,
I, your devoted prince and warrior lord,
you my holy princess and high queen.