No secret
clandestine cover-up
hidden beneath some rock,
neither buried in sand
nor lost in some dark theater
as an asphyxiated memory
buried within the dura matter.
Lost in space
out of telescopic reach, No!
No search party
No flashlight
No telepathic medium
No floodlight
No particular illumination
Is required for this one.
My love
Is too bold!
Too big!
Too bright!
Too loud!
Not to be seen and known by all!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very very short, yet the words have such description and the title wraps it all up, nicely done.