Secrets
Our secrets have life
Enormous flagellation
Waiting to be told
"What is it?", I ask
What is this dark atmosphere?"
"You are so quiet."
He will not tell me
Do I really want to know?
It may make things worse
Risk is always there
The friendship is suffering
The still, cold, silence
We dance around it
He goes back to his crossword
Productivity
Do we need secrets?
Preventing insanity
Keeping ourselves whole
Marriage is a gift
Yet, its burdens weigh on us
Too many questions
I will stay quiet
Until I find an answer
He does not know it
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