Secret Love

I want you
but cannot tell
you don’t want me
I can see

If I told
you would attack
for fear?
or face?

I should ask
of your feelings
but would dispare
of what would be said

Should I ask
and risk denial
or remain silent
in agony

To ask
a folly would be
to not
sorrow reaps

Been waiting
for years
not much left
afore tis too late

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