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                                                    TO THEE
                                     
                                    Sitting
                                    with satin sheets folded on your lap,
                                     
                                       Dark hair dangling shoulder length,
                                     
                                    For
                                    sure our marriage was no mishap,
                                     
                                       The fitness of your beauty, its strength.
                                     
                                     
                                    We
                                    quaff the silken peddles of loves flowers,
                                     
                                       And voyage to a distant land,
                                     
                                    Love
                                    making by the hours,
                                     
                                       See how stiff you make me stand.
                                     
                                     
                                    Inspired
                                    by your mettle:  mind and body strong,
                                     
                                       The following of the moral path,
                                     
                                    The
                                    way you lambaste wrong,
                                     
                                       "So shall we take a bath?"
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                    With
                                    you my restless soul find peace,
                                     
                                       Loves mantra do I freely say,
                                     
                                    No
                                    need for fear of being fleeced,
                                     
                                       You know loves proper way.
                                     
                                     
                                    "Arise
                                    my dear, the water's warm,
                                     
                                       The bubbles last but just a while,
                                     
                                    Our
                                    youth is but a passing storm.
                                     
                                        You're so pretty when you smile, 
                                     
                                    Your
                                    nakedness has me beguiled."  
                                     
                                      
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                    LET ME RECOUNT THE WAYS
                                     
                                    Oh
                                    how I do love you, let me recount the ways, 
                                     
                                       And whys and whats such love entails:
                                     
                                    I
                                    love you with thoughts all the day, 
                                     
                                       And with each deed and all of lifes details;
                                     
                                    I
                                    love you best when in my arms you lay, 
                                     
                                       And unto Venus we devoutly pray;
                                     
                                    I'll
                                    love you thus till layed beneath the clay.
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                    I
                                    love you cause your beauty's fine, 
                                     
                                       And cause you detest wrong
                                     
                                    And
                                    cause your purity's divine;
                                     
                                    I
                                    love you cause your will is strong 
                                     
                                    To be my loving guide life long,
                                     
                                    And
                                    cause of these and other signs 
                                     
                                    I know the gods to us assign
                                     
                                    That we shall selfless love combine.
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                           
                                    POETRY
                                     
                                    I
                                    hope my flavors please;
                                    Ive
                                    written many themes
                                    So
                                    surely some of these
                                    Will
                                    make your smile beam
                                    Others
                                    will make you steam.
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                               TROUBLE
                                     
                                    When trouble test, my
                                    mettle try,
                                     
                                    I love my wife who will
                                    stand by.
                                     
                                    For
                                    there is nothing she can do
                                     
                                    The situation we both
                                    rue
                                     
                                    And from which we cannot
                                    flee 
                                     
                                    The thing is strictly
                                    up to me.
                                     
                                    For
                                    there are troubles all my own,
                                     
                                    And
                                    paths that I must trudge alone;
                                     
                                    When
                                    loves help cannot smooth the road,
                                     
                                    Nor
                                    teamwork lifts the heavy load.
                                     
                                    She'll
                                    stand by me until the end;
                                     
                                    For
                                    her commitment will not bend,
                                     
                                    Whose sympathy
                                    through all endures,
                                     
                                    Of her support
                                    I am assured.
                                     
                                    Though to my
                                    fate I must resign,
                                     
                                    Her warm embrace
                                    is always mine.
                                     
                                    It helps some
                                    way to pull me through,
                                     
                                    Although theres
                                    nothing she can do
                                     
                                    And so with fervent
                                    heart I cry
                                     
                                    God
                                    bless the wife who just stands by!