In Secret Will I Always Love You
It Is Proper And I Am Prim
I Love Your Face
And I Am Painting It All Night
Long And Kiss It After And
Put It On Top Of My
Chest Nearest To
My Heart
I Love Your Face
And I Am Writing So Many Poems
About It
The Face That I Love
Now In So Many Words
Filling The Whiteness
Of The Empty Pages Of
My Life
In Secret Shall I Love You
It Is Proper That Way
I Am Prim
And I Am Just Your Friend
Drinking
To Our Simplest Familiarity
This Bond
Pretending To Be Stronger
Than My
Love Concealed Like A Mole
In My Belly
Wanting To Be In My Mouth
So It Can Speak
Freely
Shamelessly Until I Break
And Bleed
And Die
As Soon As You Leave
Shocked
And Unbelieving