The Treasure Beneath My Mask Poem by John Sensele

Don't despise the beauty lying beneath my mask
The mask doesn't belittle the treasure I carry
When balls and calls of duty drive commitment to the task

I perform to perfection to wither away your worry
So long as every sinew in my soul serves your interest
Far beyond the monetary value attached to the dowry

My family received as a token for your marriage quest
Driven by your desire to change my surname to yours
As you migrate my identity in a hurry from East to West

Where conjugal commitment opens dream doors
I open every morning and every night for you
When my hands in love slay slivers from your floors

Elevating your significant statusfrom old to new
As into our home I pour a plethora of happiness anew.