P O E S I A

I’d wear all white

Walk down the aisle

And say my vows

Before a crowd.

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Then true love’s kiss

Shall touch my lips

Sweet heaven’s bliss

On faithful wings.

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And from that day

This life we’d share

To hold… and care

Through sun or rain.

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Oh dear, my groom!

My one delight

I’d take this plight

With earnest might.

    yvetteauroredecroix’06

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Copyright 2006 Y.CROIX. All rights reserved.

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