#freedomofexppression

With my heart secretly enticed

I kissed the venomous lips

My knees weakened by the soft stare

And a smart mouth with no filter

What about the sarcasm?

Secretly and cowardly,

My heart was enticed

I take no blame, for stolen waters are sweet

And bread eaten in secret is pleasant.

I am however, afraid to be

For it is a shame to even speak of those things which are done in secret

So I hide my love

I bury her so deep,

So that when the rains come and the dogs dig,

Her skull is not found.

The thing which was secretly bought to me,

And my heart blissfully received

Has been secretly eating away at me

On the surface I look brave,

But stolen moments are not a life.