Dear Joan,
I feel like your secret thrill that no one else is allowed to see.
No record shall exist and everything will be denied yet my love for you just grows and swells.
When our eyes meet and connect in the way that they do we are the only people who see it but I feel the electricity deep inside me.
It's as if we're making love with sight, enjoying foreplay in a flutter.
I try to remain calm keeping the burdens of others lies and loves buried where you cannot see or have chosen to ignore them.
You are my secret thrill.
The girl that I adore.
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