Time for the Monday poetry train! To shake my literary fist at the unrelenting rain in the Hoh valley here’s a poem I wrote about the mythical son of the Sun, Lugh.

Your eyes are the blue skies
Your smile, the white sunlight
The golden heat of you warms me
And I, like Icarus
Have flown too close
And fallen from dazzling heights
To earthly constraints.
Who dares to be your lover?
What name shall I speak
On lips that tremble to adore?
Who dares to be your lover?
You, of the Long Hand, of the Sun
The golden heat of you warms me
Your kisses burn into my soul
You are ablaze
And I have flown too close.

As the official release date approaches, it’s time for a Wild Wild West roundup! Here are links to cowboy sightings around the blogosphere:
The good, the bad, and the unread
Nicole Austin
Jaci Burton
Romance Junkies
Romantic Times

Aug. 7 is just around the corner! Pre-order your copy and cuddle up with a cowboy of your own. *g*