Can I whisper words for just your ears Words that will remain only between us?
Can I tell you secrets and know they are safe? Secrets for you and me only Safe because they are ours.
Will you veil my speaking protect it hidden inside you Shielded from the rivalries of the explicit and unconcealed?
Will you accept my parlance Though my reasons appear abstruse? Listen not with conspiratorial ears at the revealing of this confession.
I place my hand inside your hand I need to feel you hold me tight Our fingers interlocking As a tether between our hearts.
I place my hope inside this trust I need to be grounded Trusting in our rooted past to untangle this Gordian knot.
I was working on a play script that opened with this poem. I have abandoned the script because it was more of a muddle of my thoughts than an actual script.