Last Night

Married life was :
Dancing around in the kitchen (to music playing only in my head) making chocolate-chip biscuits (the way my mummy-dearest used to) while Craig watches Lost on television, coming out in the adbreaks to kiss my neck and tell me I'm adorable.

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Apparently it was written by Gerard Manley Hopkins
lo, how the mighty are fallen.