Their eyes meet, when none's around
The smile change, with a smirky curve
Their faces glow with excitement & freedom
Fallen in love, they were aware
Danger too
Yet they want to carry on
Their illicit relationship
Feelings they control
Glances too
Fire in their hearts
Hoping dreams come true
Strong minds, weak hearts
Love is the word
Disguised, cinnamon in apple tarts
(They never ever wanted to be heard)
Wonder what this love is all about?
Well, who cares if I have a doubt?
I'm not them, I'll never know
I just hope, sometime, they get to show.
About the Creator
Sanah N
Writer & poet looking at being hired for freelance writing & publishing my works.
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