Secret Mysteries

Another "limite surréaliste" poem.  This one grew without any expectation or, seemingly, without any inspiration point, even the title was the last to appear.





Secret Mysteries  -  20 Oct 13

Secret touch of perfume
Intimate whispers
She leads me on
With promises
Of her mysteries
Offered to unfold
Around me
Stories captivate
Paint the depths
With words
Her petals open





On re-reading the poem I realise that the subject could be a woman or a flower, possibly both at the same time.