After, the Dress

Trying to hold back but the tears won’t let me Drop dead gorgeous My queen is too deadly, in her white dress they can’t help but look I just hope this is not Sodom and Gomorrah, stay woke not shook I am honestly doing whatever I can not to ugly cry But not even black superman could catch this rain and pull the sun from behind the clouds of my eyes Slow walking down the aisle, who gives this woman away to this man? May I take your hand, looking oh so grand Curves in high demand, got my heart saying damn I’m your biggest fan, we are forever friends Ring, ring on my finger, I’m glad you answered the phone I’m not afraid to admit I thought I’d just be alone Ring, ring on your finger, I’m glad I never hung up the phone Feels like we are still talking on the phone, except we both fell asleep I wonder if we ever cross paths in your dreams Eyes closed but I saw her clear as a glass flower Didn’t think it was possible to be more beautiful than that night p.s. but today in that dress you got my feelings a mess…