lol... i can't write for shit anymore... damned happiness

DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
edited March 2010 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
My husband is the kind of man who comes in like fire and leaves like fire.
He is the beautiful arch of the earth round the sun
Earth-rise from the moon, The bass and the boom

And me, I'm a fool. A watery mass, contaminated with leaked natural gas..
I come pumped through the faucet to meet his lit match
I explode and we laugh!

I love him so much, it's disgusting. It's true.
I'm the luckiest woman on ole green and blue.



;)
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