i watch you dance with the velvety cream of society, waltzing to the tinkering music

our gazes get caught often when you pass by my side as i serve drinks to the royal maidens

it is my fate to see someone else put the ring in your finger

it is my fate to see someone else claim to be your forever

because our love is behind the curtains, forbidden; i am a lowly weed while you are the heir to the land

lucrative temptations bind us, growing into a fondness ethereal

unable to part ways, we burn in the flame of love

the heat melts the shackles that strain us

even though i may never be your better half, or walk the aisle towards you

i know i will be your first, your eternity, even if a secret untold.