Work Text:
What would he do
by sablerose2
sablerose2@sbcglobal.net
What would he do if he
really knew what he does
to me?
When I sin in front of him
and see the glint in his eye
it always takes me by surprise.
Where do I stand in this lonely
land where some would look down
on us for our love and lust for another
man to come and take hold of my hand?
Why do I care when they look and stare
as he takes my lips in the genteelest of
kisses or holds me tight after the fights
of passion has past.
What would he if really knew what he
means to me?