My first wife

angelic drifted across the room
all I smelled was sweet perfume.

After 6 months of sharing the same bathroom, bedroom, etc. There was no more Angelic. I could no longer see her the same way after watching her rise from the toilet and seeing her menstruation drip down her leg. That sweet behind spewed out as much crap as her sour morning mouth. I think all this sharing started after the French Revolution. But its wrong. We shouldn't see so much of each other and maybe we would stay together longer. The ancients were right.