Sweet Whispers Poem by Zyw Zywa

Sweet Whispers



At last in love again, wonderful
My girlfriend keeps asking
to filter out my pink

and to compare him critically
with the man of my dreams
but I leave to her the sober

and boring plainness
I prefer sweet whispers
and secret kisses

open me to spread fragrances
stretch me towards his eyes
and nestle me in the wind

of his stories, catch
life in full sail, endure
storms, cleave the waves

with double ribs

Friday, December 4, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: love
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Ribs: the transverse frames of a ship
Double ribs: of man and woman (Eva) , which makes the hull extra strong

Collection "The Big Secret"
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