A Secreat? Poem by Emmanuel Missebezi

How will it be possible? When one goes madly nothing seems impossible.
Three may keep a secreat if two of them are dead, why should i do what others have done?
Yes now she is a flower, but how about that hour? , the uncovering of the flour, what will one do?
Am I the Da Vinci the mathematician? , Am I the Da Vinci the physician? Or maybe self proclaimed magician?
No one loves to die because of quitting the earth, everyone wants to be born on his birthday and get married on his wife's wedding day.
That moment when you took her on the floor, was the curtain really low?
The greatest story is never told, not even by the seashore neither at the show.
When it matters most, the last thing is disappointment.
But what's the the escape route even though im into her?
A seven letter word~SECREAT, for how long will it be kept?