You Can’t Hide That From Me.
By My Secret Innuendo
You are an enigma.
This is about you.
and the secret
you keep behind your eyes.
It’s unreal to me
that you could be there for me.
I see your smile
when you look at me
from the place inside you
that is for me,
in the moments
when we are touching
or even speaking
as if it’s not happening
when it’s what I want the most
to be cherished by you.
You can’t hide that from me.
It’s not unreal.
When you come to me,
I see you with a sixth sense.
You have words but are silent.
I can hear you with your eyes,
blue and clear,
staring into me.
Just a tilt of your head
as you hide behind your glass halfway,
is enough for me to see
all of it.
My breath is gentle
as you come closer,
seconds taking minutes.
We are in slow motion
and I want that to last.
I want to continue
to see your heart beating.
You are more real to me than most things.
I want you in a precious way.
A world is formed
without speaking,
not desperate,
or touched with broken hearts.
I don’t know what time it is
and it doesn’t matter
how long we are here.
I can hear you,
behind your face that cringes
with the power of the world
on your shoulders,
against us.
I look into your eyes.
I want to know
the secret of you
but you won’t tell me.
So I find it
through days or weeks,
through many words and senses.
I can hear you still
even in your fingertips
that lightly brush against me.
You want me in a precious way.
I believe in your conviction
to your heart
to your trust
and you won’t lie to me.
I find it through the pauses
between sentences, unwritten,
or smiles that you can’t hold back,
and lips that know me.
I want to sit next to you
and hold your hand
and know you are near.
I want to take care of you,
your emotions, your world,
as if I am holding your hand
to help you think.
I don’t want you to ask me questions,
because you already know the answers.
I know you are near,
even when you aren’t.
We already have many questions
with responses
throbbing inside of us.
I want to take you home with me
and get tangled in memories, in us.
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Avid writer and lover of music all of her life, My Secret Innuendo tries to make sense of the world through poetic musings. She’s always creating as words flow through her, for no reason at all. She’s a copywriter at her company R.E.L. Copywriting, and the author of Behind the eyes of a writer™. She’s a candidate for a Master of Arts degree in Psychology at California Institute of Integral Studies in San Francisco, with concentration in the cohesion of the psychology of the mind and the physiology of the body. She’s also a Yoga teacher, practicing Hatha Yoga since 1996. Her poems through My Secret Innuendo™ have been featured in poetry groups and received awards.