Mystery Enough
My toes buried in the fresh grass, I think
of times not yet spent tangled together
moments when the world disappears, it’s just
us - two people unfamiliar after
all these years of knowing one another.
What secrets remain hidden inside you
for me to find - are they anything close
to those I keep locked securely in me?
And what temptation can I provide you
to reveal yourself? What can I offer
in return for your trust - a piece of me
not already promised? You can have it
all - I want no more secrets between us -
this passion serves as mystery enough.
