You who hear
here
Are special
dangerous
You know
hide
Hidden messages
uncoded
It is a gift
a curse
You have learned
caught
Don't ask
don't tell
Why you
or me
Our purpose
here
unclear
unfolds
grows with tempered age
we wane
away
Time waits for none-no time
left alone
with you
I'll never be
All the secret words
I write
for you.
Image of painting By Val Prinsep [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons, Cinderella, c. 1880.
