A Good Wife Would

Brave the world plant a seed be placed first grant a key her flame burned the wood for all the world to see...that's me. Relight the flame fire roars so high a log of passion runs through the sun and that sea of life does drown in my sky. All along she knows quite well a kitchen cook full of books my stomach dwells upon your palm our belly full of babies that you kept for me up all night.. Why did you not tell me..instead you left one to die. Never buried with the ground...where is he now.. Volume stays her eye some music plays me soft and I on my back, the muscles groan and Clapton I missed that time..