Sunday, September 13, 2009

Wedding Day

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The bride
she walks

slowly, gracefully
lead by a figure

of importance?

What key does he hold
What lies has he told?

To pass you onto something more

He waits
patiently
nervously

Are you still the one?
Has time just begun?

or has it ended.
like poison
shot out, from a gun.

The taste of yesterday
still lingers on his tongue

and

All the others,
too whom have they gone?

-L.C.A.

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