Anne Onymous - Annie

I could
I suppose
Disclose who I am
and accept the disappointed sigh
That would inevitably come
And the audible “its her, is it! ”
But discovery would not only kill
the words I wish to speak
but snuff out like the candle light
the purest love I’ve known
For within the confines of this name
I no longer feel alone
and free to write down all my thoughts
and let my heart fly free
A cliche, A cliche I hear you scorn
Maybe?
Maybe,
Maybe!
But Annie’s here and Annie’s real
though her name is quite unknown
And long may it remain that way
Because Annie’s quite at home.

Anne Onymous

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