Is There Something You Want To Tell Me

I see it in your eye; something there hiding; I see it in your skin, your hair I see it in your Gucci belt I see it the cards you dealt I see it in your earinged lobes the way you dance among the strobes And in the night where nothing lacks, I see it in the beast with two backs; something hidden you won’t say, perhaps you will, when we are grey? Peter L Holmes 1st July 2015 for contest