I lay with you after,
amused,
by the thought of my brothers finding out.
You made me
promise,
not to tell anyone.
Hush now boy and don't
worry,
this secret's too satirical to spoil.
I love that you know that they'd
****
you for being more than a friend to me.
That you were their,
friend,
before my secret.
Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 4:49 PM UTC
I lay with you after,
amused,
by the thought of my brothers finding out.
You made me
promise,
not to tell anyone.
Hush now boy and don't
worry,
this secret's too satirical to spoil.
I love that you know that they'd
****
you for being more than a friend to me.
That you were their,
friend,
before my secret.
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