Him & Her

I was one way back home

I saw a friend we used to to work together

My wife with wrists of charcoal

My wife with fingers of luck and ace of Spades With fingers of moan Angel

My wife with armpits of eternity and of rebirth

My wife with the dark and thick hair With the a thought of fantasy With the a smile like heavens windows With the waist of art My wife with the lips of no me could handle D and of with the planet and stars of the last Breath With the tongue of rubbed heat and sharp glass My wife with the tongue of world monopolist With the tongue of a doll in a mouth of mysteries With the tongue of an unpredictable bullets My wife with the silky legs where legs ran far With illusional perspective of a non-believing Nest

My wife with the eyes that takes souls away

My wife with vodka strawberry of champagne rose my wife the smell of her presence could attract the angles and the demons

My wife is a beacon of light, illuminating every corner of my life with her warmth.

My wife's smile is as radiant as the morning sun, bringing joy to all who behold it.

My wife's laughter is like music to my ears, a melody that soothes my soul.

My wife's kindness knows no bounds, as she extends her compassion to all in need.

My wife's intelligence is unmatched, her wisdom guiding me through life's challenges.

My wife's creativity knows no bounds, her imagination painting vivid pictures of our future that serves her lust and her self only

My wife's determination is unwavering, her resolve a force to be reckoned with and always failed as determination is a gift from above

My wife's presence is a gift, a treasure I cherish with all my heart like the other Dozen of men she got

My wife's tornado temper is like a raging storm, unpredictable and destructive in its wake and was nothing but lame .

My wife's jealousy is a poison that seeps into our relationship, meanwhile it’s the past life she is jealous about that shoved her days and hooked my days and time with mess I donot belong to

My wife's nagging is a constant MK Drone in my ears and taking from a days sucking the positive vibe ration wearing down my patience and resolve.

My wife's stubbornness is a wall between us, impenetrable and unyielding.

My wife's insecurities cast a shadow over our happiness, clouding our days with doubt as a past feelings could not be carried along way .

My wife's gossiping tongue spreads rumors like wildfire, fueling unnecessary drama and strife with a skill of a one click one action that turns my stability upside down like I am the cause .

My wife's laziness is a burden I carry, picking up the slack in our shared responsibilities. But her presence was a planning period of her master plan that is filled with of lies and deception and infidelity , actions only evil that can when sometimes for a certain peridot but most likely we reap what we plant .

My wife's frugality borders on stinginess, denying us simple pleasures in the name of saving

My wife's lack of empathy leaves me feeling isolated, unable to connect on a deeper level but the king chair and the jackpot was only an illusion that has reflected on the entire families My wife's disregard for my feelings cuts deep, wounds that linger long after the words are spoken.

My wife's impulsive decisions lead us down risky paths, leaving chaos in their wake and immature

My wife's lack of ambition leaves me longing for a partner who shares my drive and passion.

My wife's vanity blinds her to the true beauty within, focusing only on outward appearances and sexual desire

My wife's pessimism taints our future with gloom, a dark cloud that looms over our dreams My wife's indifference to my needs leaves me feeling unloved and unappreciated

My wife with legs of silk and skin of sin With the movements of clockwork and despair

My wife with calves of elder tree pith

My wife with feet of initials

With feet of rings of keys and Java sparrows drinking

My wife with a neck of impearled barley

My wife with a throat of the valley of gold Of a tryst in the very bed of the torrent With breasts of night

My wife with breasts of a marine molehill

My wife with breasts of the ruby's crucible With breasts of the rose's specter beneath the dew

My wife with the belly of an unfolding of the fan of days With the belly of a gigantic claw

My wife with the back of a bird fleeing vertically With a back of quicksilver With a back of light With a nape of rolled stone and wet chalk And of the drop of a glass where one has just been drinking

My wife with hips of a skiff With hips of a chandelier and of arrow-feathers AND of shafts of white peacock plumes Of an insensible pendulum

My wife with buttocks of sandstone and asbestos

My wife with buttocks of swans' backs

My wife with buttocks of spring With the sex of an iris My wife with the sex of a mining-placer and of a platypus

My wife with a sex of seaweed and ancient sweetmeat My wife with a sex of mirror My wife with eyes full of tears With eyes of purple panoply and of a magnetic Needle My wife with savanna eyes

My wife with eyes of water to he drunk in

my wife with eyes of oud wood always under the Axe

My wife with eyes of water-level of level of air

what did i marry?

TBC