Secret Places

We meet in secret places.

By a look, a glance, I know you; Yet, caution born of fear

Provokes probing simple sentences Of trivialities, until I know.

Within your secrecy, you, as I in mine,

Question, wonder, wait

Until the brazen secret blazes.

Behind closed doors,

We touch and yield in fear.

Body bared to body,

Soul to soul in secret darkness,

Trembling in terror

At the surprise of squeaking boards. Whispering farewell, we depart singly, Each to familiar emptiness.

I will watch for you in secret places. By chance we may meet,

Perhaps sharing again in secrecy, And parting to deepened emptiness. In time, in candidness,

There could be love.

But they say no.

by Pablo

Someone Seen and Known

One alone

In a dull-filled scene-then Warm kenning eyes meet mine Through the refracted chaos Of a street-filled noon-there Mid that stranger's emptywheres I am a someone seen

And known

By another one as me

by Anela

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