The moonlight shone over the ridge and the air was heavy with passion.
The wind unlocked secrets in my mind and fluidly drained my most private thoughts.
It seemed that only the wind heard it and caught it and then proceeded to devour it.
The clouds drifted on the horizon listening and whispered my secrets to each other, even the
blue misty hue knew of them, when would the world know?
Maybe when my mind rambles over the past and amongst the pockets of time lie unhealthy,
unnatural secrets that I chose to hide.