Truth be told

God I write words to you

While I think about him.

My love is like you, true

But the city like us is grim. 

God, you won't accept 

The truth that slept

In the city of my heart. 

With him I feel smart.

God, he makes me feel full

And true rather than a fool. 

But you say my love is forbidden

And I should keep it hidden. 

God, my secret is breaking

My lineage is tearing

But the kisses I gave

remain outside my grave.