let ants pick the fallen petals
hide it from winds and rains
let it remain hidden
oh this love forbidden

untouched by storms and tides
let every night and every kisses glide
oh let this beauty remains inside
unspoken lips-fingers-tied

no need to speak what's in your mind
or seek the truth beyond the lies
for we shall lie deny those nights
for you shall know how where it hides

behind the sparkles in-you-me-eyes

--penpen
8 March 2010