With grace, elegance, and poise,
You sit upon your throne of beauty.
I love you with all my heart,
Though I am not your equal.
I deserve not your love,
Yet you are willing to give it to me.
In darkness we meet.
In silence we kiss.
There is no need for words.
Within our hearts, our love cries out,
Yet our secret remains suppressed.
Sept. 1, 1979
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