Ive got a secret.
A secret i have to tell.
But wait, are you sure you can keep it?
I will speak like the chime of a forbidden bell.
I am in the presenceof an angel from afar.
I read into his wanting stare -
But now i think to blame my unlucky star.
To lay with him would be a daring dare.
His piercing blue stare search my eyes
With a plea of desire - with need.
Without speaking, i hear his internal cries
Of such intensity - i feed
Off his lust, empowering my mind
Making the heat around me hotter, I am short of breath.
An unspoken language where i find
His deepest secret that i keep until my death.
As his blue eyes meet with mine of brown,
I only wonder how we could ever be.
But before the night ends and the crown
Of the sun sends this blue eyed angel to me -
I realize now, with great and undeniable regret,
He is just a thought - nothing more than a secret.
Conchita Mauer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/secret-51/
