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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