Secret

By Holden
The silent whispers

Of a secret

No one knows

what it is

But the desire

is there

To know it

Like an unquenchable thirst
The secret spreads

Twisting its way through small openings

Like the smell of muffins

Or dust floating on air
You might know a little more

If you know the secret

A little more knowledge

Or a little more wisdom
The secret can hurt

Like a spider’s bite

Piercing the skin

And the heart
The secret could be a key

To unlock more secrets

And sometimes

Wonders
The secret has wings

Like a butterfly

Soaring

The silent whispers of a secret.