Rosetta Stone

Rosetta Stone, come back to me.
Reveal yourself and let me see
just why I write the things I do;
these secrets whispered just for you.
You comprehend the history,
the complicated mystery
of why I write this poetry
for in the dark, you write it too,
Rosetta Stone.

Come back and let this love run free
or tell me no - I’ll let it be -
I’ll recant words that frightened you.
It doesn’t matter that they’re true.
You hold the key that unlocks me
Rosetta Stone.