When I saw you, I fell in love.
I saw you often, you know why.
You didn't let me know you love me.
‘I love you' comes from neither.
To love is a pleasure; I do.
Being love is a thrill; you do.
You don't want to confess your love
And don't want to me declare it so.
The undeclared love leaves no scar.
The mute love escapes qualm and guilt.
We can face our spouses fairly.
Let us love as though we don't love.
15.04.2017
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