Our love is a living legend,
Of our story there is no end,
We together will make a life.

I'll sure be a good husband,
And the most loyal partner,
She'll make the best wife..

As it started centuries ago,
Ah, the yolk is mature now,
The egg of our relationship...

Not hollow - it's just sturdy,
Of its sweets we're worthy,
It's the Easter of our love..

We both relish its flavour,
We've that rich exclusivity,
Our world of love we live in.

My
tongue
                              still
                    stings,
                              bitterly
                    burning
from
your
          aftertaste,
   love.

If I am salt
In your wounds, I burn
In your mouth, I leave distaste
In your glory, I am the particle swept away
In your ocean, I am the invisible lost one
In your life, I am salt
If I am salt
Then what good am I?
In your burns, I bring cleansing
In your wounds, I bring healing
In your distaste, I bring flavor
In your glory, I stand aside smiling
In your ocean, I bring life
If I am salt