The Secret Love

THE SECRET LOVE It's the secret you told never young never old to her eyes when she wanted to see and the deepest of you was a thing that she knew though you hid, it was all meant to be. In the plan of all things for all beggers and kings in a manner of speaking it's free but the price is so high that you sell never buy and she needs to know how it could be. There's a song you have heard and she sings every word you must sing them along in her key and her voice soft and clear is the sound you will hear through the rest of your life willingly. If you touched her you'd die or melt into the sky so you hide everything that you know from her eyes that have seen all that it's ever been when she looked then you let it all show. She's the dream in the night and the dream in daylight and the dream is where ever you go like a mist in your mind and you never can find any end to the dream that you know. So you hide in your shell every word that you tell every time that she looks there to see and she wonders at you what you never can do how you cling to what never can be. © Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet