Secrets

secrets

Each task a reminder of

words once used to describe love

being with you.

Each scrap of paper filled with ink

once composed to fill a book

now painful to look at secrets

shared in the dark.

Sensations created goosebumps

parting offered acceptance

each has value in the long run

from being with you.

burn baby burn

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