Secret Love
I'm writing you poem:
I now have to let my heart speak.
As I write you this poem my fingers are getting weak.
Is it infatuation.
Or worshipful affection.
A flutterd heart beat.
A loss of a lot of sleep.
My addictive love.
You are the only one I think of.
Heated with so much emotions only your touch can solve.
I rather gaze and stare at you instead of getting involve.
There will never be jealosy just intimacy.
My love my soul mate.
Only being with you forever is my life's fate.
Yes I must admit that at first it was lust.
But I got to be around you and know you that is why I have this crush.
A feeling I cannot deny.
I often wonder if you will ever love me.
Or even be by my side.
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