R.H. Hope’s Love, Evolved, published July, 2012, is a collection of poetry through which the poet speaks of love and makes love:
My sun whispers to you good morning,
And kisses your earth with gentle rays.
Soft fingers of light caressing your clouds,
Setting your southern horizon ablaze.
It’s easy to read, and I’ve especially enjoyed the use of metaphor:
My tongue is a lit match
Igniting you deliciously to the core
And, apart from anything else, I love the cover.