Be a modern wifeA Poem by Rubein GeterminahOpinion of a lover to his partner for love and affection as per his perception.
Be a modern wife
When we 're wed in this life To eat with knives; not fingers Or to wait the remnants of my plate Which for our use to linger I want to teach you the newest dance of late One to walk in throng arms in arms Like high- heels ones in the cities Though in their late fifties I will remove all the harms Nearing our safe One to strengthen and pave All the crooked places As you get decorated with laces From merchants of afar land With affections from these hands Will room be allotted For sickened emotions to be clotted Like agglutinated blood With no intent of evil but good. © 2017 Rubein GeterminahAuthor's Note
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