Mastered

I don’t have a master
if he tries he better run faster
I’m married, not chained
in love, not deranged
we’ve both left it late in life
to become husband and wife
if he’s my trouble, I’m his strife
compromise is not a dirty word
if I come second he’ll be third
all joking aside
I’m a fledgling bride
were both finding our way
learning day by day
there’ll be many a storm to weather
but we want to be together
in this case love is not blind
its ties of trust that bind