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Like all the best families, we have our share of eccentricities, of impetuous and wayward youngsters and of family disagreements.
The Wife
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A good wife is one who serves her husband in the morning like a mother does, loves him in the day like a sister does and pleases him like a prostitute in the night.



The Husband



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Love is a flower which turns into fruit at marriage.



Father & Mother


The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness.
Any man can be a father. It takes someone special to be a dad.



Brother


A brother is a friend given by Nature.



Sister


Having a sister is like having a best friend you can't get rid of. You know whatever you do, they'll still be there.



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You.
Friday, March 19, 2010


You and I are a story that never gets told.

I miss you all the time, now. I don't think about much that isn't you, but other than that what we are does not feel like a cliche. It is something very completely new. They do not write books about the things that we are. I like that. I like you. I like the way that you curve and bend and dip and arch and rise and fall, like a poem. I like when you get drunk with your family, then come on MSN to tell me that I'm F.A.B. I like sitting in the passenger seat of your truck. - It makes me feel like Taylor Swift. I like the muscle in your jaw that twitches when you sleep. I like trains, but they take so long to get to you. I like the way you dress. I like the way you undress.

I like it when you lift my dress over my head, like in the movies, you know? I like having sex with you. I like the weight of you on top of me and I like the sweat that pools at the bottom of your back. I like writing with my fingertips on your skin all the things I cannot say.

I always get lines from poems stuck in my head when you are around. Yes - the springtime were in need of you. I like it when you sing. I like your hair - Please don't grow it long again! I like who I am when I am with you. I like how you make me better. I am learning, I am. I like how you look at me. And though I wish I did not, I love you.




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