Poem 19 (Collection 3)

You are my little secret –
a dark dirty secret I hide
under my pillow every night,
behind my morning smile,
between the crisscross lines on my palm,
amongst the rain-heavy clouds,
in the creases of the moon,
but
I like it best when
I conceal you
between the pages of my diary.

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