There’s a cruel kind of laughter That wounds but only one; And leaves the rest enjoying The damage that’s been done But cruelty is a cannibal That shrinks from no repast; And this devouring animal Will eat itself At last
I love my love especially When she is free to be silly; Her joy, a precious gift to me – The seal of our Intimacy
It's just a thought.
Sometimes you can’t help but laugh — In the times filled up with feeling, Sometimes you can’t help but stop, All of humor’s senses reeling It’s the way we are for sure: Part of what we’re made up of — Sometimes you can’t help but laugh, Moments you can’t help But love
Thoughts on laughter and relationships.
One of those moments.
Real lovers Respect each other But Real lovers also Can laugh about their failings With each other Because The respect comes first And remains at last The laughter of lovers Can bring cleansing It is a fine line Laughing at each other But love And only love Can turn laughter Into joy