Light Is Purchased..(2) Poem by James McLain

They know that this step which I speak, reason fled more
sought your heart it's you that I thought you knew mine.
Who knew thee too well - a long period,
long and we spent a lot in you in the street.
I too would be deeply felt, also indicate.
I never, how ever, in secret we met - In silence, the language has been preserved.
Thus mine thy heart could forget.
Thy spirit deceive them.
When I meet you next, after long years
How then should we still be welcome, so if through you?
' NOT' 'Veiled by your shame,
But with your silence and my tears, 'I' can help, nor shield you.