The trumpets sing as the coranation begins, flower blossoms falling from the cherry blossom tree as you walk down the isle.
The scene is a bar with loud, head bumping music that is endless. I walk towards you heading for the bar, when you catch a glimpse of me.
You were a goddess as I watched you walk past me, an I swore you were the one for me. I follow you to the bar an our conversation flourishes into dancing, an singing an some drinks.
Miss Independent turns into a co-dependency problem on my part, I can not get enough of you. The rest of our lives will be spent in the moonlight, havin fun an thanking the scene for bringing me you.
I see you many years later walking down the islein a daze, I had forseen this long ago an I am so glad it is with you, goddess. We stand before each other, our vows resonating through me as I anticipate the arrival of the rings .
Finally after eight years, no longer will I play it alone. Finally you are mine an I am yours, the beautiful rings come into view with those caring hands of yours. Finally I bid you a kiss to join these two an so shall it be for eternity.
©rimson
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