The Translucent Man

Imagine a man, mostly

Who I really don’t know

Quiet as the emerging sunrise

Disappearing into his shadow

Confession is difficult

I promise not to flee

Windows guard my soul

Yet your eyes penetrate me

Virtually naked before you

Not so many secrets

Few dark tales

Just a smattering of regrets

That cavern in my heart

Void of moonlight prose

Now, painted in love tones

Each new memory grows

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