A Handshake
is a timepiece.
My sigh is a fire extinguisher.
Our held hands are wishes,
kisses a gushing tap.
snogs a succulent slab of meat.
Sex is walking a tightrope.
Engagement is a car park half full.
Marriage is a pink balloon.
Divorce is stale bread.
Remarriage is a reversing car.
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