Bridal Carpet
Immaculately vacuumed
purified from century-old
h i b e r n a t i o n
of naphthalene balls’ seal…
Here am I transformed…
exuding sweet freshness
as opalescent heirloom
so grandly a d o r n e d
with white rose petals
ready to w e l c o m e…
… the blissful v i r g i n
for her blest bridal march
while orchestra plays...
"G O D L O V E S* M E."
*2Thessalonians 3:5 And the Lord direct your hearts into the love of God, and into the patient waiting for Christ.
June 6, 2020
6th place, "SOME KIND OF SENSUAL" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Nette Onclaud; judged on 6/7/2020.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2020
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