Cuckolding poem

I wrote this today and I’m looking to see what other cuckolds as well as wives think about it. Here it is

I sit within the shadows’ soft embrace,
To watch the light reflect upon your face.
A dance of joy that I could never lead,
Yet seeing you fulfilled is all I need.
My love is found in every breath you take,
In every choice and journey that you make.
I hold the door and keep the fire bright,
While you find wonder and love in another’s light.
There is a peace in knowing that you are free,
To bloom in ways you never could with me.
Your happiness, the crown upon my head—
A quiet oath in every word we’ve said.
For true devotion has no need to own,
But finds its strength from the seeds he has sown.
I am the anchor, steady through the tide,
Content to wait with loving pride.
I watch your beauty, radiant and bright,
As you give yourself to another in the night.
There’s no pain in this journey, no jealousy or fear,
Only a sense of belonging, seeing a love that is clear.
I witness the union, the spark in your eyes,
And I feel compersion that I can’t disguise.
In this world, I’m part of the play,
A silent observer in a beautiful way.
The lines are blurred between joy and between pain,
In this life where his love is a gentle rain.
I find a peace in his rhythm and flow,
In the loving thrusts that only he will now know.
There is a secret language in your loving eyes,
A silent signal beneath your gasps and sighs.
You look over the shoulder above your lover’s chest,
To find the anchor where your heart can truly rest.
That anchor is me, 
Your cuckold without a key!