by bottledinsanity
My heart pounds deep inside my chestAs we lock fingers and embrace,
And stand beside each other closely,
Catching glimpses of your face.
We face each other frozen still,Our gazes locked in icy blue.
My ears are ringing loud and heavy,
Barely hearing your “I do.”
Your lovely face is part obscuredBy veils of white and blushes red.
But black and white do suit you, darling,
As do the flowers atop your head.
My turn at last as fears do growInside my heart of hearts this day.
Can I make your days be happy?
Will you always want to stay?
But as I turn with you, the worldWithdraws, and with you at my side,
I know my fears are unfounded
As we lock lips as groom and bride.
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