Secret Love

Secret Love
By Mark Tarver

I can only dream of being seen
Just the way I would want it to be
But instead I come across as
A desperate lovesick puppy

I can’t seem to focus
On my original goal
You blind me with your beauty
Like red in front of a bull

And I know you don’t see the same way
Which is why I can’t tell you who made
This, but I can help you every time you say
So, just say the word

So, I don’t want to stall
Or make this unnecessary long
So I shall leave you
Until next time I see you again