I’m hoping for a little assistance with an artistic bent to it.
I’m getting married in 19 days :eek:
And for our wedding night I have booked us into a 5 star hotel and ponied up for their “romance” package, which includes rose petals scattered about on the bed, having a bath already run and waiting, etc, etc that sort of jazz.
One of the little touches is a bottle of champers, with a personalised label, where the hotel has the label done up by a printer. They have offered me the opportunity to come up with what text I want printed on the label. So I have 3-4 lines of text with 3-4 word on each line.
I was thinking an excerpt from a poem would be nice, so can anyone suggest an appropriate poem, or portion thereof?
Cos you and I both know tricks are for kids
So get the Don Perignon outta the fridge
I wanna do the first thing that comes to mind
Cos on a scale of one to ten
No question you’re a dime
Or maybe
*If you want my body and you think I’m sexy
Come on, sugar, let me know
If you really need me just reach out and touch me
Come on, honey, tell me so *
Or the more traditional
*I love thee, I love but thee
With a love that shall not die
Till the sun grows cold
And the stars grow old. *
~ by William Shakespeare ~
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
Yeats. I’ve left off the last stanza. It makes it rather more depressing.
i take the apple given me
and proceed to take a bite
i had to do something with it
it was given me by my wife
that rib that became a woman
has caused a lot of pain
i can’t say having a complement
is really such a gain
you can’t take her fishing
she thinks the worms are icky
but she’ll stick her tongue on mine
and lick warm and sticky
her voice is different
smooth and high
and sometimes for no reason
she just starts to cry
her shape is different, too
(i must admit, that i like)
but i wish instead of woman
God had brought to me a bike!
or a boat
or some shoes
or…
I read this quote on that page, and all I could think of was Herman Melville. Why? Because Herman Melville transferred his love for Nathaniel Hawthorne into metaphorical cannibalism in his books and letters to Hawthorne himself. Unable to express his love for another man, he turned to a poetic device to do so.
