12 January 2013
She lifts her eyelashes, Looks beneath her hair, Cocks her head, Intensely stares. He opens his mouth, Would he dare? There's a secret That they both share.
She stays awake Just to worry at night. He probably wouldn't, Yet he just might. She doesn't know, If he can fight Against peer pressure And keep his lips tight.
He tries to say 'It's not a big deal', Not realising This makes her feel, Unsafe, unsure, As if he'd reveal That which she'd Tried to conceal.
He held her hand, To display his lust, And ensure her That as discussed, To him the secret She could entrust. She could depend on him, In fact, she must.
Secrets • Opuss № I