RELATE-OF-SHIPS

Undercover he’s your brother when she’s not mister shes play

sister, no more sheets on public streets paused kissing beeks

now peck on cheeks, secrets to keep no space for leaks,

keeping the hide incase they seek, constantly in fear of who

may peek, these tip toes one day will step on creek, that sound

will awake them all from sleep, causing all eyes around to set

you free, Instantly reacting you’ll jump to feet, feeling

unprepared in paired awkward scene, everyone will pry and

prepare a speech, turning into trial from the mistaken breech,

longer will paradise feel of peace, as the prosecution

damages the sneak, The once away never again in reach, you’ll

join the label of artistic freaks, out of love they don’t tell you

what they truly think, but upon their face expressing this gives

me creeps, As they picture same sex lover thoughts are deep,

Forever they’ll see your union as incomplete, always they feel

hetorosex has no compete, leaving your whole union to feel