Secret
A secret glows behind my smile
but never creases lip nor brow
I sit with it once in awhile,
a secret glows behind my smile.
It travels veins, a rushing Nile
to tempt a breech of silent vows.
A secret glows behind my smile
but never creases lip nor brow.
Copyright © Jean Marble | Year Posted 2009
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