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You asked me when;
Maybe someday,
like when sunlight fills the ocean's shadow,
and the life below there rises to tell us
all what we need most to hear.
only then. only then...

only then can i speak
words of such truth
where they lie stuck in ice:
secrets beyond my own
so cold.
let them be...

you asked me when...
"when will you tell me?"
maybe when the rain floods the dessert
and our words hang thick in the air,
whispering to me that i should.
not till then, not till then...

until then, i speak in riddles:
words of random choice
where silence disturbs not
the void in which i stand,
immoral.
leave me be...