You’re My Kind

I can’t tell if I can keep a secret

Looking at you with furtive intentions

The silence I keep is a skillful lie

While the eyes are afraid and ashamed

It’s hard to stay here only to covet

But it’s harder to think revelation

Out of reach the more you’re nearby

The heart knows I’m the one to be blamed

Reticence, synonym of disquiet

A temporary amputation

Of confidence has I need to apply

Myself when affinity has been named

Courage, too scared to quit the closet

Relays on art for this declaration

That if I wouldn’t be short on air supply

‘’You’re my kind’’ would have been proclaimed

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