We're a cloak and dagger tale

An illicit love.

We’ve hidden in shadows, dodged bullets and glares. I hid my forbidden love as if it were an illicit affair. But my heart belongs to no other, it would hurt less if it wasn’t true. I’ve wished on stars, I’ve prayed to god, I’ve hidden my heart and I’ve nearly fallen apart. All because they can’t know the truth.

Clandestine nights of us curled around one another, cheeks pink, eyes sparkling as I gaze at my lover. My shame should run deep into my bones, but I love you. I wish they could know how you feel like home, but they would hate to. I’d cut my heart open and show them inside, the melancholia cursing my silent cries.

Had I known that secret rendezvous would have decorated my coming years, I’d still dive in head first despite all my fears. We’ve cracked codes, slipped out of the chains. I’m on my way home, the dragon is slain. I’ve orbited you’re life, you’ve taken over my desires, and throughout it all you still heard the sirens. Warnings of danger that you’re not safe, because how dare I love you? How dare I stay? All those trials and tribulations decaying me grey. They ask me where’s my civility? Have I no shame? I replied It’s serendipity and I’d have it no other way.

After all, we’re a cloak and dagger tale.