i ask her
to marry me because of her
cooking.
baking in particular.
i'm not sure what
it would be like to kiss
her, but
she isn't romantic
in that way.
heaven's forbid if we ever
made love.
no.
it's pretty much all about
her cakes and pies.
the icing,
the eggs and sugar,
flour,
mixed just right.
maybe that's enough to
make
a marriage work
and survive.
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