when i was three
i dreamt myself naked
on stage
before a great audience laughing
in the glare of stardust

i was horrified

no doubt the beginning
of a need to cover up

thus
the birth of a liar
my soul and destiny
a terminating lotus bud
nocturnal pulse
a tarnished soul
shuddering in a cave

what i do
a veiled secret

am i despicable ?
being what i should not be
loving what i should not love
wanting what i should not want
and then i discovered you
disguised

will you come out
and be who you shouldn't be
but are
take what you shouldn't want
but crave
and love what you shouldn't love
but die without

im here
frightened and exposed
aghast and in love
waiting for you