Her succinct requirements rush outward like a river.
What she expects from marriage. What she expects he’ll give her.
She tries to soften her demands with voice both soft and sweet—
habits he must abolish. Standards he should meet.
They stand before cerulean bay the color of her eyes.
Waves breaking gently on the shore first soothe, then hypnotize.
Then a clap of thunder disturbs the scenic spell.
He hears the content of her words and knows her very well.
There won’t be any marriage. She never will be his.
He’s decided to just find a girl who’ll take him as he is!