Tuesday, March 26, 2013

The Price of Anonymity

Sometimes it would be easier
To hide behind a quiet veil
Of anonymity,
Longing and inhibition
Than touch the pen
To ink
In signatures
Of admission

The sacred joy of love
Is a hard-fought, vexatious
And to bear it anonymously
Would be
To never fully taste
The pleasure of
Its kiss



Thank you for your visit to this porch. I'd love to hear if or how this post/poem touched you!