What was she thinking of?

What was she thinking of? You think I'd tell?
And share her secrets with the world at large,
When she submits and I'm the one in charge
Of all that she emits? You know me well
Enough to realise my lips are sealed
And will not spread the rumours that would feed
A mill to grind the minds of those who need
To taste the whiff of scandal; I've revealed
Enough in hints for them to be aware
That there is something going on; they know
Where she belongs: and that's far more than love;
I'll surely block the way were they to dare
To think I'd not impede their path; I'll go
Such lengths to safeguard all she's thinking of.