I tend to be too open. No aces up my sleeve,
but rather on my forehead, stuck like neon, so naive.
A darker side I guess I have but maybe it's just grey.
Whereas some other people's darkness never goes away.
Mine only rears it's ugly head when I am on my own.
Libido failing me with age in my exclusive zone.
So even there I'm guilty free but then what of my past?
Well I'm the only one concerned and I will be the last.
Copyright Terry Martin, May 2006