Bliss State
When fate decides to bring you love.. smile..
for fickle fate oft omits the finer things,
bless the ground, stay enamored, yet, awhile.
Love, ah love, it is beauty without guile
and when gifted so your hearts will take to wings.
When fate decides to bring you love.. smile...
There is no emotion more versatile
bringing happiness to squires and King's
bless the ground, stay enamored, yet, awhile.
See the faultless features which beguile
and join your woven fingers with a ring.
When fate decides to bring you love.. smile..
You found a pairing more than mercantile
to such joy may your two hearts ever cling
bless the ground, stay enamored, yet, awhile.
To Bride and Groom a toast to love nubile
and all the bliss that loving lips can bring.
When fate decides to bring you love.. smile..
bless the ground, stay enamored, yet, awhile.
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2012
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