Lovers who are obliged not to acknowledge each other, for what ever reason, could be one or both are married or race or culture.


Pass on by my love


If ever we perchance should meet
On thoroughfare or Quiet Street
If acknowledgement I fail to confer
Walk on past as if your not there

It is only that I love you so
I cannot let all others know
Secret lovers we must remain
Living in torment with the pain

No lingering kiss no gentle sigh
Just a turn of head as I walk by
Falter not my darling with your pace
Show not recognition on your face

My truest love I live for thee
Though we as one can never be
From fleeting looks we must refrain
All show of endearment we must contain




Poetry by Albert
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Written on 2005-12-27 at 08:28

Tags Love  Hope  Happiness 

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GB
Hi ! I like this one very much ... A 5 ! ... The words actually relate to my self , if U know what I mean . Cheers ! .... Glen ( GB )
2005-12-27