A Secret



The title of him is kept secret,

I dare not breath his name,

not a soul has the knowledge of love,

for this human being.

My mouth is a locked box,

filled with his face,

and in this box is locked,

the finest lace.

I have sworn myself to secrecy,

the Bible is under my left hand,

This is not easy for me,

If you were in my position you would understand.

I'm a volcano about to erupt,

a balloon about to pop.

My temperature is rising up,

this is killing me,

it needs to stop.

If it don't,

what will happen to me?

This I do not know,

this secret I will keep,

I will not let it go.

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