And when his face shall rest in her Morning eyes
And his keys shall rest within her breast
For her crest rest upon his own crest
His lips find smile in her charms
And night stays warm in her arms
The goddess of his shrine
Where adorations be divine
When lips shall wail within walls
And voices echoes around halls
Of her enchantment and majesty
O you, the stealer of my dynasty
And enchanting keeper of my keys

Poem Credits: https://loverspoems./2021/05/31/holder-of-his-keys/