Secrets of.
Curtains love.
Blinds.
A hideaway.
Long hand falls.
The moment slows down.
And nothing moves.
Count the seconds passage.
Lies.
Concealed your hands.
Wear this moment's wretched finery.
This moment's words fade away.
The silence says more.
The secrets fall.
You shout out lies by just standing there.
A face of smile.
I could not see you.
Only my reflection