Submitted love poem


Secret love

Her dark eyes, sultry and steamy

Flashed a sideward’s glance

From beneath the black lace of her Mantilla

He gave her a browse

A more appraising look altogether

Her eyes flashed up again

A lingering languid glance

Which spoke of her muliebrity

Not the putative girl

They were now the cynosure

Of each others eyes

No words were spoken

Everything was intuit

With amative study

And libidinous perusal

She his object of pulchritude    

He her beloved inamorato

Then they had to separate

And the spell was broken

Until next Sundays reunion

© Paul Curtis