She was old enough to know
not to kiss and tell
but since she hadn't been kissed
there was no danger there.
Everyone around her had a sweet secret.
A sweet secret of sharing between two.
This secret she had not known
and she longed so much to discover.
She had a secret herself of which no one knew.
A secret that could not be shared.
Her secret she kept from all
was that she needed to be kissed.
A. Propst ©