Secrets

"I can't tell you."

"Please just tell me. I want to know everything about you."

"Not this, no one will want me. I just can't," he says with a crack in his voice and a sputter sob.

Secrets rubbed out like jizz from someone's dick.

Explosive, eye opening secrets exchanged.

For him, all notions were ripped open,

As comfort was drawn from the others secrets,

Which seemed to be much worse,

But no judgement was passed as he is molded for secrets.

One decoded after another,

As truth was the only thing left.

What is there to hide now?

Lust, love, yes those have to be hidden,

For he is not apart of the equation,

Step back, you, or else, says the batty one.

But what is this that has happened?

What is the number for the safe?

It is open but, he can see the compartments at the back, untouched.

Secrets that destroy his life, destroy her life.

They are the same.

But they breathe secrets together,

He hopes the harmless kind,

But that is a secret too.