
You ask, “What makes a perfect marriage?”
Answers bloom like flowers, wilt just as fast.
“Luxury,” says one. “Obedience,” says another.
None ring true, none touch the heart.
Nobody says, “Balcony naps with beer.”
Maybe the problem is the question.










You ask, “What makes a perfect marriage?”
Answers bloom like flowers, wilt just as fast.
“Luxury,” says one. “Obedience,” says another.
None ring true, none touch the heart.
Nobody says, “Balcony naps with beer.”
Maybe the problem is the question.