Love Poem: A Secret I Can Creep
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Written by: Mike Gentile

A Secret I Can Creep

And I remember everything 
               I’d done that whole day long
It seemed no matter how I tried
                    I tried it somehow wrong

A Friday of the thirteenth day
                 Had not meant much to me
Until I knew it had become
                      The last day I would see

I went to go out for a drink
                 That balmy, moonless night
And that’s the night that I met Sage
                      A night of lust and fright

I followed easily when she
                          Had led me to her lair
Who could resist those ruby lips
                         Her locks of raven hair

Intoxicated I’d become
                          And I allowed her kiss
I felt her penetrate my neck
                             I heard her evil hiss

Since then my life has rearranged
                          In hiding must I sleep
I slither through the night and that’s
                             A secret I can creep