Our Secret

If your embarrassed to be seen with me.
I will not tell a soul of the love we share.
As long as I am with you, I do not care.
I know I am not the prize that makes up most other guys.
Our secret shrouded in disguise.
I wouldn't care if no one knew.
The hidden passion between us two.
It's our little secret,
the speacial times we share.
When we are together,
there hardly is a care.
Our secret passion burns so bright.
Hopefully soon the world can see this light.
Though you feel it is not right.
One day soon I hope you'll see,
that it's not so horrid to be seen with me.
Until that day I still will cherish,
the secret love that has no blemish.

poem by Michael McParland
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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