Zywa A lover

Coffee at the museum
always something to see, the air
cushions around the people

Someone with a spot
on his trousers, I pay
for him, discretely

inspect his trousers
cheerfully ask questions
laugh a lot in the first place

and make another date
it was fun
Confess immediately

if the police points at me, yes
deliberate conscious, so what?
His strong stories

I do not believe, but his kisses
yes, no air in between us
gently sucking

for once, perhaps
one decisive time, I like to think
occasionally when I come

rain or shine, leaving home in the morning
to have a coffee, I am
a lover, that does matter

Poem 1156
Amsterdam, 2017-03-08

Collection: Heart's Delight 
Keyword: Love: wish (action) 
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