Relationships In a Nut Shell

Good days,

then there's bad,

happy days,

also sad.

Sex like wild beast,

then just twice a month at least.

Do things together,

other times apart,

will say some nice things,

turn around say things not so smart.

Argue and fight,

be mad for a while,

but by the night,

you holding her tight.

Most work,

little time to play,

still somehow come up with,

new ways,

to put your love on display.

We bitch and moan,

our eyes may roam,

end of the day,

there is no place like home.