i follow in the dark, to shamed to let them see my love
to shamed for my longing to show,
would they accept it, or would they mock me?
the answer to this, i dont wish to know,
for now i am content to meet thee in the shadow,
for when we meet, our love does burn bright,
dampening any fears we may feel.
we enjoy times as precious as these,
and all thought of time is lost,
in our passion we do not give note to the light growing towards us,
and we stay still even as it comes, fears still lost,
once the damning reach us, they tear us from eachothers arms,
breaking our moment of love,
preventing from now till for ever,
the thing which they deem...
Unheilige liebe