Secrets
By magpythief
My secrets are yours
The joy and poignant memory
engendered by our secret serenity
yet taint my very soul
You breath beauty into ever whisper
They echo torment in my skull
A bond of secret solidarity
giving us meaningful mystery
Meaningful... meaning...
I'll kill them, I swear it shall be
My secrets have inversed without thee
Festering torment, no one will see
What mischief, mystery, magic...
What beauty... what horror
Secrets can be
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Copyright 2017 gordlonious
Published on Saturday, August 5, 2017.
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"Poetry"
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On Sunday, August 6, 2017, worm
(1149) wrote:
Shhh... don't tell anyone... but I have a secret... Kudos! ~worm~
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On Saturday, August 5, 2017, Adagios
(716) wrote:
"You breath beauty into every whisper". What an excellent write. Both powerful and austere.
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On Saturday, August 5, 2017, Just Dave
(448) wrote:
ooooooooooooohhhh, I like this one. Yes, secrets can be so delicious and so horrific. Great and true write. Saved to my favorites.