It's a sin

by

Samantha M Jones

This story of an untold love that dare not speak it's name
For fear of retribution and secret fear of shame
I cannot utter words of love nor hold you when we meet
The time that's spent within your world must always be discreet
A brush of cheek, a touch of hand, your presence in a crowd
Is all I ever can expect, 'tis all I am allowed
I savour precious moments for they are very few
But no-one can erase my mind from tender thoughts of you
How sad that we cannot express the love we feel within
It sometimes is more beautiful, this love they call a sin

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