Your Secret

Another poem I wrote back in Dec. '08. Let me know what you think.

Knock at the door
the sound echoes out
Stomp on the floor
hear it bounce about

Please whisper in my ear
I will keep it, do not doubt


Roar of the cars
the streets never sleep
The clubs and bars
out of them they seep

With the noise all around
still your secrets I would keep

Love,
Jared