#Marriage Poems
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a-ramblinrose · 9 months ago
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The raindrops linger and shine like jewels!
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creelarke · 3 months ago
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He turned “babe I lost my ring” to a whole love poem 😭
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albertstrustie · 1 month ago
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"Say it."
"I want more."
"More of what?"
"More of you."
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katerinaaqu · 2 months ago
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I am actually interested in how somehow it became universal that Ctimene would be that much fixated on her husband like Odysseus is to Penelope. Technically speaking Ctimene marries Eurylochus in an arrangement and Odysseus receives a large dowry for her.
In my mind her relationship with him would be more typical than passionate but for sure she would be sad upon hearing her husband's death.
I was planning on writing a story about her wedding as well about her learning on her husband's passing but I am actually really interested how many people assume her own wedding was the type of loving or passionate as it is with her brother and Penelope.
Quite frankly her relationship with her husband would seem to me like Agamemnon with Clytemnestra pre-Iphigenia incident; typical mutual trust and respectful. In a way she "learning to love him" because he was married to her. However I am not sure if her love for Eurylochus would be the same type as the one Penelope has for Odysseus
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fewwordsmanyriddles · 7 months ago
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There's no man like you Baek Hyun Woo.
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bethanynightfall · 3 months ago
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If I had a flower for each thought of you, I’d wander through my garden forevermore. ⚘️🤍
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fragile-things-archive · 2 months ago
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i love your messy hair, i love the birthmark on your thigh,
i love your crooked teeth, i love the mole beneath your eye.
i love the scar between your fingers, i love the veins upon your hands,
i love your dark brown eyes, i love your collarbones, soft strands. i love your full, pink lips, i love your philosophic hands,
i love your bitten nails, i love your morning voice’s mess. i love your gentle breath, i love your laughter when it’s free,
i love our quiet moments, when it's just you and me. i love your body close. the warmth that never ends.
in every part of you, dear love, my prayer ends.
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dabiconcordia · 28 days ago
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How I Met Your Mother
I saw her at a party, walked up and said, I wonder if you would mind getting married, buying a house, enduring the agony of childbirth a couple of times, watching a lot of Netflix together, dining out (I'm thinking, specifically, of the osso buco at Rugerri's), getting a dog, negotiating mortgages, and finally sitting by me in those last days, arranging the funeral, tidying up, then starting your strange new life, the one without me. Is that too much to ask? And she sipped her mojito and said, what are we waiting for? by George Bilgere
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a-ramblinrose · 9 months ago
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“I boiled months of sunlight, trapped them in jars of apricot jam.”
― Rosanna Warren, from, 'Couple'
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matilda-jugs · 1 month ago
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its3-15am · 4 months ago
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I don't trust love. I don't trust love from my father.
My mother
My sister
Or my husband
I don't trust love like I don't trust happiness.
They never stay; they never pick you up when you fall or give you a heads up when your about to drown. Nothing begs less of my trust than love.
It's a lonely dying thing with weights like an anchor. It holds you down and drowns you without you even knowing it.
I don't trust love and it's lies of lust any more than I trust a train coming at me on its own tracks.
Love has doors of lies and rooms of lust
Where it cheats and begs for forgiveness while putting a knife into your back.
I don't trust love.
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albertstrustie · 2 months ago
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“Everything I do for you isn’t because I feel obligated. It’s because I love doing it. I love doing everything for you. I love spoiling you, making you happy. It makes me feel good, knowing that I can make you smile, or laugh, or turn your frown upside down. I want to give you the world, sweetheart. I want to show you way more than that, but the world is all I got. All I can offer."
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lifepath25 · 11 days ago
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A dangerous you and a confused me met, what would the results be ? A match made from hell.
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fewwordsmanyriddles · 7 months ago
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mentalnote1 · 24 hours ago
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Together Part 7 - Poetry
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Seasons call From behind a threshed of mourning Exploring A handwritten endeavor
*** !Together! *** I will love you forever That’s been tattooed on our arms since we were 21 years old Love put years on happy And on his 97th birthday We sat We rocked We listened To the stars And whispered to the moon *** We made love *** We died *** !Together!
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avrupasya · 9 months ago
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my contributions to the valentine's day celebrations in the otomeisekai discord server
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