It's who I am... How I think... and what I'd like to share to the world...

Infallible, he seems to be. Yet I, and I alone, see through his facade.

I see him smile at me with that twinkle in his eyes.
I pause to wonder what it means.
What is he thinking right now?...

I see him come closer towards me,
step by step, slowly and surely.
My every heartbeat aching.

I see him lift his hands to my face
His eyes seaching mine,
Seemingly trying to burn right through.

I'm drawn to him like a moth to a flame.
I gaze away, only to find my eyes wandering back to him.
I draw closer to the heat that the flame emits.

He knows this hidden place within me I call my refuge.
He knows my deep, dark secrets.
He knows me like no one has ever known me.

It turns out, he is the one who sees through my facade.

Not I, not I.