Chambers of the Unseen

Concealed from the view of others
He keeps
Tucked away between the echo of
two tones
Through the rhythmic contractions
And dilations of his innermost

Safe and protected from others
He sleeps
Where the unexpressed is kept unknown
Throbbing quietly as thoughts flow 
Through the intimate chambers of his soul

Where great pains are taken in
He weeps
With tears seeping from the tiny fissures
Of the deepest within

Unfolding quite so delicately
As the secret part of him is unveiled
Lub dub, lub dub
It beats