Monday, December 10, 2007

The Bride

Gonna go make dreams true

Reality slips and I trip into you

You laugh and I blush

Picking me up from a wild rush

In the middle of love and hate

On the edge of make or break

You looked into my eyes

Hands tight on my thighs

I lean in for the kiss

We get lost in this deep abyss

You pull away

Your face slightly grey

A tear falls onto my waiting fingers

Your hand still lingers

Do I dare ask

What's behind the mask

You stagger onto bended knee

And open the box and let it free

A shiny band beholds

Our love unfolds

I nod and you smile

Kissing me in the same old style

In the distance wedding bells ring

A grin to my face as I'm caught up in this thing

You put your hand in mine

A certain shiver up my spine

Into the sunset

A day never to forget.

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