Confession

I have a secret--dare I confess it?
Perhaps you've guessed it
If I show the things I feel
I never told you; I may be told to,
But it's hard to conceal--
The simple joy that fills me,
When I see you on the street.
The way my heartbeat thrills me,
Whenever our eyes meet.
I have a secret--perhaps I show it.
Do you know it?
Darling, "I Love You!"