Alias to an Alias

I wish that you could read these Like other people do But you don't know these poems exist You haven't any clue See Andres has a penname Who writes quite differently Unlike the poems Andres writes He writes cathartically He keeps these poems from your eyes So you won't have to know How much sometimes he's hurting But cannot tell you so His longing gets expressed in rhymes In ways you can't know of What happened though was not a crime He simply fell in love