I Love Another

Our wedding would bring triumph to our mothers. Rejoice, in black and white, in unity! I wish we wouldn't quarrel, you and me. In all simplicity, I love another. I will myself to love your gleaming face. It's caked with blush; why should I even bother? I must conceal the facts! (I love another.) A small confession throws me to disgrace. I wander through the diamond-studded mist that crowds, like cotton candy, 'round my head. I'm woken by the squabbles of my brothers. I dreamt of other loves; do they exist? On soggy, grim tomorrow, I shall wed. I'll say until I die: "I love another."