I used to write a lot of poetry back in the day…
But still secret, still shrouded, through online anonymity.
The thunder in your chest subsides,
no-one sees, no-one chides,
The noise in your head it rises,
unbidden, it reminds,
Of lovely words, of scarlet kisses,
gentle touches, sorely missed,
Lead on tomorrow with heavy heart
Find another to trust, to hold
Those shared secrets you long to bear
From this day forward, til you are old.
Those shared secrets you fear to make
Yours to give, theirs to take
So trust with care, for your heart is not free
and when you profess your love, remember me.