I cannot be with you, I can’t,
It’s moral obligation.
And yet, I can’t forget your scent-
My heart is in temptation.
I cannot say your name out loud.
I can’t say magic words.
And yet, I cannot be without
Dreaming of you, it hurts.
Perhaps the time will heal my scars,
And memory will fade.
But until then, under the stars
I’ll whisper out your name.
For farewell I’ll say those words,
Those powerful and few.
Those words rule peasants and the lords.
Those words are «I LOVE YOU»…
A Secret
© Copyright: Basantsov Robert, 2003
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