Caught in a world of quiet looks, forbidden glances,
we revolve around one another in loud silence.
Wondering as we go the thoughts of the other,
whether at night one thinks of the other,
or if fantasies locked away include each other.
We talk of many things safe and comfortable.
What we would give to have our real voices speak out?
And should our voices be heard, would fear intrude?
A never-ending merry-go-round that will never end.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017