Secret love


                           Loyalty where there’s hurt

                           is that sincerely honest, should any

cling when love’s shattered?

 
Continue as if all’s ok,

                           Keep up appearances while hiding truth?

 
Are there advantages to being

faithful to one who isn’t,

Or keep love a closely guarded secret?
  

If love were an undiscovered garden,

any could explore it.

 
A secret ingredient in a recipe,

It could be made, tasted and savored.

 
If none other than our hearts knew,

goes wild in its presence,

 
in anticipation of the world knowing,

without love professing the same,

 
it would be a fantasy, unknown,

not photographed, fulfilled,

but exists only in minds.

 
So many stick with the tangible.

 





         
Poem taken from "The Cry of our Children" borrow a copy from amazon kindle by selecting this link

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