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Host of the events
Most of the time.
She entertained.
He poured the wine.
Guests were many,
best of the town.
Stories were told with
glories of their wealth.
Meals were eaten,
Deals were done.
Laughter was heard,
after the feast.
Planning the next gathering,
scanning their schedules.
Dates were set for the next meal,
plates were washed and put away.
House was now left to the husband and wife,
blouse was undone on his beautiful bride.
Hands now moved with passion within,
bands were entwined and the love did begin.

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