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Showing posts with label #secret. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #secret. Show all posts

Sunday, October 20, 2019

Secrets

The secret voice
Whispering in my mind
Telling me softly
Joking, laughing
Never here, gone
Fleeting, away
No sight to betray
Kiss me invisibly
Touching not being
Once more into the fray
No one knows
Spying on life
Not of but above
You cannot be found

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Sight

Call on me in that darkest hour
From your dark and hidden cower
I'll be what you need me to
Do what no one else can do a
And take you to my hidden bower

Our love is your secret power
When the rest of the world seems sour
I know you're feeling blue
The world will see what it wants

We enjoy the grandest flower
Grown and strewn from highest towers Bloomed in love so true
You know just what to do
We possess all the power
The world will see what it wants

Saturday, April 16, 2016

Together

I see the path before me lying
I admit I couldn't before
I want to be there for your sorrow
That's what partners are for
I understand. I bear your burdens gladly.

The pattern is so clear now
As wheels unwind and turn
Were you to light the match
I'd simply watch the world burn
I understand. I bear your burdens gladly.

When our secrets are discovered
And all the world seems lost
We will burn together
No matter how high the cost
I understand. I bear your burdens gladly.

But when the tide is changing
And all the lights are pale
Will you stand beside me,
To finish the drawn out tale?
Do you understand? Will you bear my burdens gladly?

Sunday, July 27, 2014

Patterns

Such patterns as one would see
On a butterfly’s wings
On seashells
In the intricacies of a snowflake
Can be found
Everywhere
All around us
If we are but observant
What do you see?
This line of poetry
Does not rhyme today
But there is a time
For every purpose
Some time we reap
When the information
Is sewn, secured, stitched, spun
It forms a spiral social web
Everything touches
As long as one remembers
How the puzzle pieces fit
You will do fine
Unlock the door
To your secret archive
The Library which catalogues
Your innermost dreams and desires
Everything you ever learned
All your memories
Are Precious