Secret

In darkest, deepest corners of the mind,
There live the memories that love imprints,
Tattooed in places only time can find,
Guarded by defenses. Only hints
At where the keys reside, how to unlock
The doors behind which precious rest is found
Can be deciphered. Will it take a shock?
A jarring moment? Flashing sights rewound
By newfound passion? What this moment brings:
A momentary purging of the soul,
A frightening new ability. He sings
A painful song, but pain unchains the whole.
It cannot change the past, but lust can light
A momentary flame that lasts a night.

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