She walked by so quickly
Her beauty touched only like a whisper
About twenty or so
Impossibly lithe, lovely, and slender
The Goddess Diana
Small upturned breasts
Apples in the Garden of Eden
What the Italians call
'Piccoli ma sinceri'
[Small but sincere]
And for a second under her dark hood
One glimpsed a pale pretty face
And blond hair
PUTTING THIS INTO November's showcase, Section B, may turn a few heads. bri :)
Mama mia! Ora mi scusi ma. i have to use the bagno. funny! when i toured Italy, i had a date one night. as we were about to make love, she whispered in my ear; ' me “Piccoli ma sinceri”. that was all it took: sincerity! bri :) this will be in MyPoemList and in my/our October a showcase for PH poets on my PH site. bravo.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful girl, beautiful place. Manhattan is the ultimate.
Thank you for your kind comment!