Whisper It

Whisper It

A blown kiss,
the snap of a garment,
the pop of a lipstick tube,
of soft sounds are
pleasures made;
where nylon slips
over skin, or in
the sibilance
of a crisp blouse;
from a frisson of words
dropped in an ear,
falling too softly
for others to hear.


Julian O’Dea

One response to this post.

  1. Posted by fuzziewuzziebear on January 8, 2019 at 5:51 pm

    Very evocative. Even a bear can see what it is like to be human. To offer something, the highest level of intimacy for us is sharing honey.


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