how will you say I do, when your mind
wanders afar measuring teacups and
weighing creamer into the coffee mug?
how can you say I do, when your bouquet
is parching to the grip of your soggy hand?
gullible thoughts blocking you going to
the cathedral, an opportunity that should
not be missed out; and so, an agreement was
signed before you, now the isle has widened
to your favor unruffled to see your man
waiting at the temple
written 11/22/2002