Mystical Matrimony
When fate decides to bring you love
Blithe portents ferry on snow white dove
For two, unseemly hands weave master glove
Then twain bodies will one soul share
Twined hearts will alternate beats square
Free spirits will in harmonious chorus flare
Dissonant minds, other's thoughts instinctively pair
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