Secret Flavors

Secrets come in flavors,
like quarks and lollipops.
Charm & strange, up & down, truth & beauty,
berries & fruits & exotic taste that never stops.
Secrets never to share.
Those that you always keep
hidden from the brightest light,
comfortable, secure, warm and deep.

There are secrets held in the moment.
Teasing & tempting & playing with them.
Let a little out, pull a little back,
out & back, until it flies away on a whim.
Like a bursting water balloon
releases a smile, a laugh and shower.
Pleasure of the moment explodes
leaving someone surprised and full of power.

Finally there are secrets that grow inside,
brighter & stronger until ready to explode.
With me, those secrets are my biggest part,
personal & hidden, yet ripe to unload.
The sharing is a tasty opportunity.
Expose your mind, explore a new direction.
With me, it's those adventures which take me there
to become a future recollection.

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copyright Skippy / Adrian Smith -- 1999
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