Too Late (My heart is hers)

I should not do it
Not even think it
She can't be mine
Too late, I've fallen

It feels so sad
Burning this flame
A desire from the heart
Too late, I've fallen

She will never know
The desire of my heart
Feelings for her
I must bury

A hopeless Infatuation
Feelings seem strong
Only for her
Only eyes for one

April 1998

Poetry - Falling In Love

[Too late my heart is hers]
[Three steps to love]