You are so friendly, I assume.
Your words are like honey, I presume.
You praise a lot, the reason I knew not.
You appear insecure, by not disclosing the fact.
On a common ground of love,
We should work honestly.
Lust could be the last factor
Which one must strongly desist.
Transperancy and mutual trust,
Forms part of true friendship.
If you aren't ready to reveal yourself
What kinda friend you could ever be?