SECRECY OF THE STARS
Bury the secrets of thine heart,
In thou smiles of merriment,
Feel the hands of the gentle breeze riding on the sea waves,
Slow yet quivering through corners of the mind caves
Lost in serene, smiles solace embracing the warmth of true love, spread my hands flapping to cliffs of your heart tired,
Worried but will get to the land of bliss before you wake the song of the old king.
© De shy poet