Secret

There is a hidden story within my heart
That nobody has been able to touch
This secret sometimes feels like a ghost.

Sometimes it’s quiet
Other times it becomes a thriller
It’s all racket and showy
Mysterious with no end
Just a continuation.

Other times it’s the sunset
Of one’s life
It’s also the glory and bliss
Of that miraculous first breath.

This secret of mine
That’s precious and dangerous
This poison ivy
That’s tangled in my body
That itches
That’s too beautiful
That bleeds
And self heals.

This dirty and crazy secret
That’s part of my innocence
Yet…

Yes, this crazy little story of mine…

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