I’ve got a secret I am sure you know,
A lustful desire I’ve kept on the low,
A thought I hid for I know it’s wrong,
Desiring you; when to someone else you belong
. . . . .
Tomorrows will come one after the other,
And there is no promise we’ll ever be together,
But if only for a moment some time we could spend,
Regrets I assure you, you won’t have in the end.
. . . . .
I know it can’t be love you are looking for,
Not that I don’t have, I just don’t prefer,
For what you have now, I am sure you’ll want to keep,
But just for an instant I wish you would be weak.
. . . . .
Yes it would be a blessing if you’ll be all mine,
But just once in your arms will be just fine,
The taste of your sweet lips, the gentleness of your touch,
Seems so simple but am I asking too much?
. . . . .
Is it too much to want to explore,
The curves of your body which for so long I adore,
To lay together in a timeless memory,
Accepting defeat while celebrating victory