Perfect Harmony


wedding white
joined with
basic black
trimmed in
mauve chiffon
sealed with
fragrant peonies

love abounds
until death
we do part

forward thirty-five years
after vows of perfection

the thought of two people
living in perfect harmony
until death
we do part
is, well, absurd

About justbrinkley

poetry, flash fiction, prompts from a southern granny who should have been a writer.
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