The Bride and Groom
In a long blue satin dress she walks in
given in honour and betrothed to be -
to bear for and new alliance begin
and wear a crown ring of matrimony.
Thus played a wedding song of divine prayer:
“Have I told you lately that I love you…”
to march the aisle of veils and true love swear
and hear fairest of consorts vow “I do!”.
When in worldly union spirits align
a man and wife joined in soulful promise,
and exuberance of gay hearts and wine
gently pause in virtue upon sworn kiss.
Till she looks up and screams “what have I done?”
and ponders “do I stay or do I run?”.
Written: December 1999
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