Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Keeping the Secret

You shouldn't have cried on my shoulder
It's only made me bolder
In approaching you my love;
My love's withholder!

I tried giving this
Up for dead
But knowing you
Means images
Are locked inside my head

This compulsion is
Instinct
Internally led;
Without thinking of you
My heart's underfed,
My steps lose their tread!

I turn to tell you
But look at the stars
Keeping the secret instead

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