Our Secret

It is safe with me,
dont fret about your secret,
my barred lips have imprisoned worse,
and its coming out I wont let,
in a closet stored but shunned by the majority,
standing out is its sole purpose,
to be apart proudly against what seems right,
is the ornate belief you maintain erect,
for now I will keep this sure calamity quiet,
from nosy prying ears,
but when the leak does moisten the world's lips,
here I will stand beside you to bathe in the flood of jeers