Hidden Love
Her thoughts were occupied with such happiness
but she dare not show it and her composure remained seemly
her lips felt as if someone had painted nectar upon them
and she hid her smile as she recalled their stolen kiss
she was sure her secret radiated from every pore
and she prayed her father did not recognise her flush
for had he not so recently conveyed to her he too was once young
he too had loved intensely and she again feared discovery
her mother had not spoken yet so unlike mother she thought
but she had not heard her words as she offered a perplexed look
her parents enquired as to her disposition as was their concern
they could not know the joy that filled her heart of hidden love.
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