Scandalous

Till seeing him through stealthy looks,  
I used to take my life from books.  
A fairytale, fit like a glove  
Was how I gauged the way of love.  
   
But on the day I saw him where  
He was a bouncer, dancing bear,  
At that gay bar/ pool hall/ and club.  
(I was a minor, was the rub)  
   
I lusted for his rock & roll,  
His heart I sought, my heart he stole.  
Like Icarus, I felt the heat  
Of melting wings each time we'd meet.  
   
He was my biker on his hog,  
To rev it through the highway's fog  
And vibrate 'tween our thighs as one,  
As he would take me for a run.  
   
And when he wrapped me in his sin,  
The smell of leather off his skin  
Mixed with the pungent scent of sex.  
My friends all said it's scandalous!  
   
   
This is entered in the DUP competition    
"C O N F E S S I O N S".