Is There Something You Want To Tell Me
I see it in your eye; something there hiding;
I see it in your skin, your hair
I see it in your Gucci belt
I see it the cards you dealt
I see it in your earinged lobes
the way you dance among
the strobes
And in the night where nothing lacks,
I see it in the beast with two backs;
something hidden you won’t say,
perhaps you will, when we are grey?
Peter L Holmes 1st July 2015 for contest
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