the long shadow of silence

 
you talk to me in metaphors  
when in reality I need things straight  
the shadows of your greed press in  
and I fight for the light  
 
your hardened demeanor excites me  
you spoke to me with silence  
the most powerful way you could speak to me  
 
I was aware of myself then  
your eyes glaring focused on my insecurities  
I was small in your stare  
 
tell me a riddle  
let my sins be secret