Little Secret

Oh no!

It's happened again!

without my noticing!

Regrettably

Hope yet again

Rises

And I shall very much enjoy it

How embarrassing!

No one will take my sorrow seriously

If all my words betray my cheeky grin

Won't you let me cry beautiful tears

Weeping now out of habit

So that my mascara runs just so

Like a golden age Hollywood starlet

In the muscular arms of her beau

I am very much delighted to be alive

But, be a dear,

don't let them know 

 

It'll be our little secret

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I really like the tone of

I really like the tone of private conversation in this poem.


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