Viva La Vase

A wife is like a beautiful vase,

With a polished and divine gaze,

Touch, discover, do embrace,

Where no one can ever taste.

You kept the vase, hidden and daze,

To find one day, you fallen from grace,

And went out to find another vase,

As if the grass needed the graze.

And graze and graze, in amaze,

A touch and taste the forbidden of vase,

Which may or not be as well as your vase,

But that's how life you wanted to face.

For all you know, you like your vase,

The love, the kindness is still in place,

But once your vase, find out the case,

All is shattered, in complete disgrace.

If you don't treasure, your priced vase,

A day you find him, shattered in waste.

Helix

(The idea came from a discussion on lover's appreciation.)