SECRETS by Mark MaxeyThe secret ness slowly silhouettes softness but yet tough
I seek and look but don’t want to be seen
I sit and sigh…I feel again
And have thoughts
Not uttered or spoken
Yet I wait…
It’s not lust
It’s not love
But it is beauty
I wish to partake
I want to offer
And my heart pounds
As I yearn
How I wish
How I pray
I could utter
What I hold back
Someday I hope
I can speak it
To experience it again
Someday I will
Somedays I want
But today…I wait
And hold my thought
05/17/2005 Posted on 01/18/2005 Copyright © 2024 Mark Maxey
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