Romantique poetry and literature relate pure feeling, to love and being loved
The natural spirit of the imagination sharing transcendental emotions and feelings
My Lady by richard lynn livesay
passion excelled by beauty within
your shadow brushes my heart
as moonlight beckons eternity begins
essence sparkles within spiritual fountains
floating like The Lady of Shalott upon
cleansing waters from crystal mountains
paradise gardens grown for your pleasures
infused aroma of honeysuckle and roses
in flora your fair form seeks its treasures
but in the morn awakes with hair like wire
a pimple upon her nose exposed and lips
like cracked foundations in wilted attire
She groans as a nasty toilet bowl awaits
Dirty dishes in the sink scream, wash me
mopping floors as breakfast boils with hates
and yet, I see my queen aglow upon her throne
smiling as I approach to kiss her soft cheek
and I tell her how lucky I am to call her my own










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I do need a favor though. I need you to email this to me at my regular email address. I think you already have it, but if not, let me know and I'll give it to you. This will make a great addition to our book.
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Thanks for sharing with Gather's Luminous Writers and Artists. Featured.
There it is. It applies to the dorm. It applies to the house.
For whatever reason, then as now, that person with the lowest tolerance for dirty has been I.
On the upside, for me, drudgery seems to be an antidote to depression. It's almost like a vitamin. I seem to need a certain amount of drudgery just to keep on an even keel.
I hope this doesn't come across as sexist, but you know what I think might have saved Marilyn Monroe's life? Some house cleaning.
I like to think of a vacuum cleaner as a power tool.
The above just begs to sung in a song.