I want to hear a secret
I want
to hear
a secret
your secret
the one nestled in the
back of your brain
(way back)
which is causing you to
hes
it
ate
now and then;
causing me to lean in
LIFT
eyebrows
because it is thought
by one person
(me)
that facial expressions in the
addressee
(me)
will help pull out
in-form-(al)-ation
from the speaker
(you)
but,
instead,
the words creep back down
your throat
their tickling legs causing you to
(cough)
in the silence
and your hand covers your
mouth,
sealing that
vital
wonderful
mysterious
secret
in your untouchable
body.
*pssst*
Laura has written an exceptional piece of poetry.
(Don't tell her)