A Secret

 

 

A Secret.

Surprising the changes from day to week
but desire finds a way.

Chance hangs by time's notorious thread 
                  if risks are not taken.                         

No matter the dare of meaning given be 
whispered from far or near.

         Two now share a secret conveying want            
of no more than one heartbeat.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This reminds me of the antidote to living as a very-controlling person. Some people (like I used to be) want to control every aspect of life, but your poem seems to suggest that we can take chances & live outside the dots & allow life to come as it may. Thru this kind of "letting go" -- that's often when the sweetest surprises show themselves. It could be a secret love! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie