I always choose my words carefully
Even more so as you listen to me 
But somehow silently now suddenly 
I see my secrets have drifted out to sea.

As a witness now my thoughts unfurl
My secret privacies untangle and uncurl
Confidences once kept in fear by me
Now freed soar high above the sea.

And because you listened to me
My silent secrets once solitary
Are calling and beckoning to me
As they climb beyond the sky and sea.

But I realise now that previously,
All else I I kept hidden and close to me.
And now I've told you we both can see,
Yet another secret has drifted out to sea.

So dimly I discern
Perhaps there might be
A sanctuary of safety
For me and my secrets by the sea.

 


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