Secret Keeper

 

I am her secret keeper as she is mine

We are two of the same kind, and we stare

Our blinks and breaths and bitter drinks

Keeping ready, steady time

a sea of empty tumblers

and the tell-tale stain of wine

Keeping endless time against us,

lest the seconds blend and blur

And we mistake one for another.

Yet I doubt that would occur

For she’s my secret keeper,

and like a shadow I am hers

Reviews

[jen -- JG]

At first reading of this one I saw a diary - second reading, your inner self - your conscience - the other you - third read, I thought perhaps a twin

Now I think it is your inner self - your other you talking - guarding you and your diary holding the secrets.

good imagery here, a fear of one day going too far, yet a sense of trusting that you will be protected.

A good poem Kc I did enjoy reading it.

jen-JG