This is the Best Kept Secret
This is the best kept secret
For you will never know,
Of aching in empty beds without you
Of the future that does not lie before us.
By stealth I will not see you;
A camouflage of happiness to be near you
A conspiracy of words to hush my body language,
Cloak and daggered in the car inches away from touch.
For we will never be as god’s spies,
My chicken hearted espionage will not allow it.
I comfort myself with discreet contact in public places,
Ache for the private places you share with another.