Our Secret
We met as friends,
Without a doubt.
Few days later,
We're now going out.
Our feelings
Turn to actions,
Making love
Is now what it's about.
I know she loves it,
Cause I make her shout.
Every night
And every day,
Our friends
Come out to play.
Our parents suspect nothing,
Of our evil sinning.
My heart would go away,
If they knew of my day.
My only relief
Is my love for her;
I feel I must watch myself,
Less I make her suffer.
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