Scret Lover Poem by Ibrar Siddiqi

Secrer lover.
I cannot reveal my source.
For all the naughty feelings.
And the pleasure, of course.
Hiding like a soildier.
Covered in camoflauge.
Hiding to avoid capture.
From the enemies of love.

Young lions in te proide are looking.
Hunt me down like prey.
But the times we have together, really made my day.
I'm avoiding detection, throwing a false trail.
Pursers of my pasion, my life, they plan to derail.

Baby, 'was a one off deal.
The love I felt was real.
But you're close to revealing my cover.
Puting me in a tight hole.
Foxes could evade capture.
But you need to mask your scent.
For others will sense my secret love.
Shooting us down in flames.
Still, our bodies lie togther.
Upon Mother Earth.
Having acting like Icarus.
I flew to something hot.
And I burnt myself to a spot.

Secret lover, Marta Hari.
Double door.
Am i but a wore to your secret love.
Guess I'll never know.
As I am tortured to death.
Your last words dealt me a heavy blow.
Adieu, I blow my last kiss.

I Siddiqi 26.01.09