Try.

I will write in code. And write in code.
And speak in code. My words are code.

I am encoded
A puzzle
Waiting to be figured out.
Put me together.
Pull me apart.
Be happy and then
Put me back into the box
Slide me under your bed
Where I will gather dust
Swirling it around myself
Letting it reflect the light
That pours in through the window.
I will gather this dust
Making figures of it
And let it bury me within itself--
(I'm pretending that it is you.)