The Lost Key

The Lost Key

By Rebekah L. Perkins

There are things that I hold within my heart,
Things I want to say, but don't know where to start,
Things that are important, things you should know,
But things that I can't easily to you show.

There are things I want to know, things that you hold,
Things that I probably really should be told,
But you are hindered by the same that hinders me,
So we're trapped in this dungeon with no known key.

Neither of us say it, though both of us know,
Both of us know it, but neither can show,
These things which need spoken are filed away in our hearts,
Neither able to venture a guess with what number the combination starts.