Love Secret - Poem by April Avalon
The level of pride in my blood is too high,
And shatters of passion are trapped in a shell,
I'm growing older, I cannot deny,
And something unique fills my heart's every cell.
Love sacred, love secret, love ably disguised
Is tormented, ever forbidden, but still
It speaks for itself, it is self-emphasized
At times when I quell it regardless my will.
The distance between us brings love only luck -
I'm close to you in my reverie land,
And when we do meet, I am totally struck
By 'devil-may-care' and 'just play-pretend'.
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