Mixed expressions;
the barriers of facade
blend together to idenfity
the entity that is you.

The hard shells,
that small place
very few men thread upon;
though many think or wish
they see,
they do not know.

My inner sanctum
is as rich as the
outer structure you see;
but finer details always lay,
undiscovered to all.

My dear friend,
you are cherished;
more so than you ever
imagined,
but you do not know 
who I am…

In this inner sanctum,
I am truly me.