Harbored Secrets
By Ld Marduk
I cannot…though I long to,confess my heart to thee,for such feelings that I harbor,art best kept secretly—For in thy presence…tis not wise,to lower my veneer,for thou might not even recognize,the soul that thou see there—Thus I keep…unto myself,what my heart but feels for thee,for such feelings that I harbor,art best kept secretly—For in thy presence…tis not wise,to show such…openly,thus…I keep it to myself,though quite reluctantly—For I cannot…though I long to,confess my heart to thee,thus…must be content,to love thee…from afar,Perhaps…eternally. Written January 18th, 2000 © on Sep 01 2001 12:22 AM PST 0 • 1
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"I cannot…though I long to,confess my heart to thee,for such feelings that I harbor,art best kept secretly—For in thy presence…tis not wise,to lower my veneer,for thou might not even recognize,the soul that thou see there—Thus I keep…unto myself,what my heart but feels for thee,for such feelings that I harbor,art best kept secretly—For in thy presence…tis not wise,to show such…openly,thus…I keep it to myself,though quite reluctantly—For I cannot…though I long to,confess my heart to thee,thus…must be content,to love thee…from afar,Perhaps…eternally...."