Secret

The shame of a secret

you carry in you,

you carry it

because

I gave it to you.

I know you know,

you know I know,

I know your guilt,

you know my shame.

It’s the complicity I seek,

that’s all, I swear that’s all.

You carry me,

my weight

floats on the blue

of your eyes,

the blue of your shame,

the blue of my guilt.

A blue secret you carry

and everywhere

you look now is blue:

but you don’t have

to carry me:

I know you know,

that’s all, I swear that’s all.

I follow the path

of your veins

to your heart,

and your heart is blue,

that’s all, I swear.

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