POEM: A Marriage Of Minds.

"Marry me, I love you."
Cook my meals and
make my house my home,
oh, and maintain my clothes.

"I'll marry you, my love."
Be my errand boy,
my car mechanic,
and the canvas of my taste.

"Marry me, I need you."
as a trophy on my arm,
to end self gratification,
with confidence imbibe.

"I'll marry you, my lover."
My bodyguard as I strut,
romantic gifts as specified,
with your money I'm secure.

"Marry me, I want you."
to bear me several sons,
ensure I want for nothing,
let me vegetate with a smile.

"I'll marry you, my darling."
My protective mate,
I'll play a lady of leisure
for as long as it may suit.

"Marry me, be my mother."
"I'll marry you , my Dad."