I am the monarch of my harem
Each shapely form in it a unique gameplay
I manoeuvre the landing numbers of the dice
To bring alive the form of my choice
And then effortlessly caressing the veils
Gliding in and through their illusive shades
I flow with the game to reach the one I have chosen to play
With a swirl so sudden, so brisk yet gentle
I draw the veil from the role within.
Tonight I choose to unveil the lover
Like a dewy moon from within a cloud hungover...