It's my husband

One morning, I was searching for my bank account number to do an online transaction. For some good reason, I left my debit card back home in India. I just copied the card number in a piece of paper. I think I left it with my certificates. But, where did I leave my certificates. I remember putting them together in a dark gray folder and it was in hand baggage when we traveled from India, newly married to United States. We got married a couple of months ago. I think, it must be in the closet in my bedroom. I rushed to my bedroom and grabbed the folder. Thank God, a yellow piece of paper, my credit card number was out there. Out of natural curiosity, I checked the other folders. Nothing but, bunch of papers. But then, one folder had few short frisky poems on love, written neatly. Interestingly they were written by my husband-my darling. Hmm, I didn’t expect such a thing from my Darling. But I have seen him always has a very practical man, emotionally well balanced or can I say detached....