You need me to tell you
secrets of my soul
so the world can view
my patterns and where I go.
Evidences on-line
of you with me.
Verbage sublime
of how we can be.
But these are not sounds
that should be shouted loud.
These are hidden feelings profound;
quiet moments of which I’m proud.
If one has to ask, beg, plead or request,
then they’ll never gain the truth that’s best.
