Familiarity
Familiarity
Familiar as an old book,
but priceless.
Worn and frayed like,
an ancient tome.
Pages bent and torn,
heavily perused.
Annotated musings scribbled
bring back memories.
The shininess, sexiness, luster,
crispness of new pages,
new cover long gone.
Marriage is like that old book.
Now used, worn and tattered,
but warmer, deeper, richer.
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