We drink champagnewith sugar cubes soaked in bittersfizzing at the bottomof the fluteswhose rims last kissed on our wedding…
Be careful what you ask forYou might not be so lucky.To take this blessing, and now curseAnd stab…
There is no one else;That makes me feel,like this.
Cleanliness:
It was a bright day, perhaps too bright, and Harold lay on his bed with his eyes tightly closed.
A marriage is like a ruby,
A precious rock