A Story I Never Told

I told the moon a secret,

In trickling pearl drops

And words of regret

That formed the clouds above.

The grey clouds took my tale to the sea,

Who told the river my silent plea?

In turn, the mountains knew my plight,

And the stars smiled upon me at night.

Now the entire universe knows my story

Except you,

Who should have known truly.

From The Quill