The passion I have for my beloved
I am urged to share
A feast not just for their ears, but their eyes.

He coverts me greatly
And requests I share my nakedness
With the common.

Hide thee in the bedchamber
And you shall spy
Thy queen unclothed.

I know his ploy
But I will play his game
Thou shall see me as Gods do.

She lays in my arms
Unaware that her beauty has been shared
The eyes have been satisfied, but her touch is mine .

Oh wretched one you possess me in your thoughts
You have but one choice
Or I shall punish you for your invasion.

They think I know the game not twice
As she lays in my grip
For I do not sleep and see the dagger hidden.

You will always forgive beauty
Even one as treacherous as I possess
All men will see her now, asleep in my arms.