FROM MY PERSPECTIVE
Beneath the veil, a wicked smile I wear,
My heart a drum, anticipation's beat.
No virgin's blush, nor maiden's trembling fear,
But passion's fire, a stolen secret sweet.
My lawful cuck, he watches with delight,
A voyeur to the dance of lust we weave.
My pale skin pales before my ebony knight,
His touch a whisper, mine a joyous heave.
New World Order, where shadows hold their sway,
I break the chains of duty, find release.
My ivory skin, against his darkness, lay,
A forbidden symphony, our souls appeased.
So let the wedding bells their chorus chime,
For in this night, I find my true sublime.