Husband

Before darkness 

clasps me, 

traps me, 

You own me 

in your hallowed life. 

Before she makes 

me her husband 

and 

ushers me to the labyrinth 

of uncertainty, 

Restrict her, 

Wear sacred thread 

for me, 

Order her to leave 

your bona fide partner 

of seven eras.

Panglossian maybe she, 

but puissant you are. 

Alluring maybe she, 

but genuine you are.

Overwhelming me in your true love, 

warn her not to ogle at your husband.