How Did I Not Know

Innuendo, nay much more,

Is all you leave upon my door...

Kisses soft, like valentines,

not on my lips, but in my mind,

Behind the heart a secret rests

Left untold, left unblessed.

Tender touch could never heal

This scarred betrayal that I feel.

Jaded tears rip jaded heart,

Desperate aches in desperate dark...

Devotion close, yet so alone,

Virtue stands, ideals are gone.

In the place where spirits cry,

mine has staggered there to die..

And bowed it's head and slowly wept...

Completely stunned by secret kept.