I have a secret
Fragile light within me.
I know it shines through my skin
When you are near to me.
When you speak to me
Even the most passing comment
I glow.
It scares me to think that you
Might see it too
That you know it is within me,
You are the one who turns it on,
–
Still.
–
Somehow, only your look
Your words
Are like little fingers
Which find their way inside me
That turn the dial up.
Somehow, you have a secret map
To connect the wires
Or play my veins
Into a sad melody.
I am your Spanish guitar.
–
Each time you leave me
The light goes out
And I am left in darkness.
My body aches to find the switch
Itself
Open the windows to my being
And let the light in.
I do not want your fingers
Or words or music
To know me and open me
I want to glow without you.
Byrnedends Poetry 