The secret
kisses in the night.
her lips
reveal the walls
of the ghosts
of my soul
banished walls of the ghost
where the only light is the burning
of her lips
like the fires
of the nights of burning
tires
and flares
where whispers
and secrets live
until rain tear ocean
flood
and levies
breach
and drown the guardians of the lie.
the secret
once shared
flares;
once spoken,
dies