Not even to me
reveal, would she
the password
the key,
the only phrase
the code,
a momentary flight
of fantasy,
a passing thought
an admission of guilt

unlocking
the key to her heart
guarded by charms
and wishes,
what she dreamed of
as a child,
saving her dreams
wishing for someone
to unlock the door
to break her code
to say the magic words,

a passing thought
a momentary lapse
of memory
a phrase, murmured in the night
the touch, demanding more
than the pleasure of one night
just one night,
just one night,

Not even to me
reveal, would she
something guarded,
cherished, protected
warned about, fought dearly for

Not even to me….

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