secrets that hide deep within my parts
only one can see through me
not because I allow
evasive thrills and riddles all make sense
I do not wish to share all that is in me
it seems I cannot contain my idiosyncrasy
one who knows them all and smiles still
an oddity to me that is the case
I do wail in trembles
not out of fear
it is vorticity
tremors that ruffle out of me
curls of blissfulness
because the one can see
elusive
slippery words
wellsprings of truth are told
in this world the does not hear me
one knows the ambiguous me
as my fluid dynamics flow effortlessly