I told you I can’t lie,
but you know that I hide
something from you.
It’s no secret;
it is replete
behind my eyes.
My mouth may not yet speak
the words,
but you’ve already heard
their echoes like
birds awake before dawn,
nesting in the wild warm
of your chest &
neck, against which I press;
sulking for a caress.
I don’t need to tell you;
you’ve read it in my words,
the actor’s voice unheard;
stripped bare,
you’ll find it there,
if you just care
to look