At first it’s easy in this realm
of white and flowers.
Lace draped from wrist to wrist,
china patterns the secret Braille of
a successful marriage.
But… Doubt checks in...Questions fly like rice
My mother asks why I’m crying.
“I don’t know what I’m doing” I sob.
“Don’t let go,” she says. Love is
such a strange word. It can be used
in so many ways. In my dreams
a gap of light,
I place a red rose petal on my tongue
anointing it with
I love you
6 comments:
Another gem!
A beauty. And so real, the uncertainty when we finally get
what we so desire, especially in
love. Wonderful the red rose
on her tongue.
Love the instrumental piece.
sometimes i wonder how many would not go thru with the nuptials if they weren't such a huge event....
The imagery and feeling is quite stunning. At first you feel excitement, the anxious, leaving us with breathless calm.
Fantastic.
A china pattern the secret braille of marriage, how wonderfully wonderful!
Ode to love, marriage...beautiful!
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