Galway land of Mountains lakes and rushing rivers

How beautiful it was at Errisbeg

A big old crumbling house beside the sea

Just my love and me

Alone  -  In ecstasy

I held her in my arms –

So very close and tenderly

Looked deep into her smiling eyes

Made love to her ­- so very beautiful

So very beautiful she was

We bathed together deep in suds

Bottom to bottom our legs entwined

I rest my head against the taps

And gaze at her in wonderment

So much beauty  - such intimacy exposed

Despite a raging Atlantic storm

We walk together along the granite shore

In search of sculptural driftwood

Squalls of rain biting our faces

And making them glow

Returning to the crumbling house

Change wet clothed for dry

Go into the cosy kitchen

Light a fire  -  boil a kettle

And make toast for tea