Secret love

by Marques Sawyer   Dec 31, 2004


The first time we kissed i was filled with joy
as i looked in your eyes i can tell you were my true love
as we said our lines at the altar
the glare in your eyes grew more prettier than ever before.

the first time we made love i said i loved you
as you said i love you to i could not help the fact that there is another
the i love you you said to me didn't mean anything.

i couldn't bare to look at your beautiful face while i knew i had a secret lover.

but i must tell you for that would ruin everything.

do i really mean it when i say i love you. my conscious is burning inside.
my love for each of you must stay secret

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