Secret Love

I long to tell you all I hold inside, Hidden feelings yearning to be set free, A lover’s need that cannot yet confide, Can only dream of sweet ecstasy. The budding rose that waits outside your door, Declares a heart offers loving intent, A bloom of red for beauty I adore, If you should but bid such a sacrament. I can but dream of speaking out your name, Within the joy of tender love’s embrace, If only your heart would dare do the same, As our lingering kisses interlace. For such a kiss is a much sweeter wine, Oh, love if only I could call you mine.