A Man's Work Is Never Done! Poem by Dónall Dempsey

A MAN'S WORK IS NEVER DONE!

Remember every
flounce & frill

of your white summer
frock

how enthralled I was
by how it fell

capturing the swell
of you in it's

...every motion...

the two of you
captivating my heart

only now realising
what a bitch


of a dress
it is to iron!

*******


Different dress...same situation...told you a man's work is never done!


MAN OF IRON

My fingertips
touch your dress

remembering
the first time ever

caressing your curves
...through it

your body covered
in its flowers

remembering
undressing you

your dress
gently resting

strewn gracefully
across a chair

tame now
in the moonlight.

Once again
tenderly I

take it
(unfasten it)

fingers touching
its hem &

longingly
(lovingly)

...iron it.

*******
.