Laughter accompanied by eyes beaming your way
Whispers chatter behind folded hands
Gaze in their eyes and glimpse at a pool of secrets
Arcanum your heart desires to know
Arcanum they hold dear to their psyche
Lips depart nothing surreptitious
Char your hide with their withholdings
Secrets never to be released to the unreliable
~Kristy C. Artmann~ © 2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very dark and broding i like it a lot thank you