Secrets - Amandine

All your secrets have a name

And it’s written with a charcoal line

On the inside of your children’s hands

To make sure they don’t forget

All your answers have a name

And it’s written in the strangest poetry

On the inside of you eyelids

To make sure you won’t forget

All your wishes have a name

And it’s spelled upon the silence here

Separation is the word, dear

And I can’t stand to hear you say it