husband

Like a child who saves their favourite food on the plate for last, I try to save all thoughts of you for the end of the day so I can dream with the taste of you on my tongue.

Nothing belongs to itself anymore. These trees are yours because you once looked at them. These streets are yours because you once traversed them. These coffee shops and bookshops, these cafés and bars, their sole owner is you. They gave themselves so willingly, surrendering to your perfume. You sang with the birds and they stopped to listen to you. You smiled at the sheepish stars and they fell into your hair. The sun and moon, the sea and mountain, they have all left from heartbreak. Nothing belongs to itself anymore. You once spoke to Him, and then God became yours. He sits with us in darkness now to plot how to make you ours._ K.K.

I am certain, my love, that poetry was born only after your birth.

I will drive the world crazywith love poems for you.So they can know how magnificent you areand how crazy I am.

If I can__ be your love, then let me be a simple brooch so I may rest a while against your chest. If I can__ be your love, then let me be a forgotten coin so I may rest a while against your thigh. If I can__ be your love, then let me be an unlit cigarette so I may rest a while in between your lips. If I can__ be your love, then let me at least remain in these words so I may rest a while in your thoughts.

Everywhere I go, your beauty spills into my day. The trees were never this verdant. The birdsong never this sweet.

You can become a model of a perfect man or a devoted husband and a father in order to show the role of the a man__ responsibility for the family

Poetry is jealous of you tonight, for as soon as I come to pen a few words, your perfume attacks me in the most civilised manner and I forget myself. I forget the poem. I forget the ...

You see that girl, she looks so happy right? But inside she's dying. She's hurt and tired. Tired of all the drama, tired of not being good enough, tired of life. But she doesn't want to look dramatic, weak or attention seeking so she keeps it all inside. Act's like everything's perfect but she cries at night, boy does she cry at night, so that everybody thinks she is the happiest person they know, that she has no problems and her life is perfect. Little do they know.

The first time I heard you laugh, I only wanted to say funny things so you would always be laughing. You know what happens to chocolate when you leave it out in the sun? I__ that unfortunate chocolate and you, you are the laughing sun. For this reason, I am offering myself to you not as a martyr or some selfless fool, but as a self-indulgent moth who actively pursues the light without much fear for the flame. The moth who revels in the heat and declares: Burn me.

You don't appreciate a faithful husband when you've got one,' said Tommy.'All my friends tell me you never know with husbands,' said Tuppance.'You have the wrong kind of friends,' said Tommy.

A very unwise man once said, __e who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words._ A very annoyed woman once said, __e who does not want to communicate will never enjoy their silence for very long.

A man should be taller, older, heavier, uglier, and hoarser than his wife.

There, at her console, he dialed 594: pleased acknowledgement of husband's superior wisdom in all matters

A man wants too many things before marriage, but only peace after it.

Real relationships are the product of time spent, which is why so many of us have so few of them.

The sun still lives his silent vows to the moon, by bowing to kiss her feet whenever she walks in the room.

Marriage is the beginning of love for your spouse, not the result of it.