So many

Cloaked in a mystery, you give so little out.
Small bits and pieces, witty retort. Fast comebacks and so little more.
Hidden away, kept in private, what are you hiding?

Words to follow that take you in, but only a little ways.
Such a rich history, obviously, and yet you keep it hidden away.

Doling out small bites for some, others none.  Keep them coming back for more.
What are you hiding, away in your secretive place?

Staying in cloak, dry for any more....
Perhaps it's nothing more than for safe.

©2/27/11 by Danya Mosgofian