The Cover

His words glide over my ears,
bringing a smile to my lips.
His eyes look into my face,
making me tremble.
His hand brushes mine,
sending jolts of fire through my veins.
Yet he doesn't see any of it,
he only sees the cover.
The cover that was quickly assembled,
for this job only.
Now I wish it gone,
so he can see the truth.
That I love him.