walking up the isle
surreal as a lyle
working out the tire
the day ahead has filed,
remembering the layets
a face, a name, a prayet,
did he keep up with Sires
did she trim up a diet?
will he, will she, regardless,
follow in suits and manners
to each other in thoughts
for this is day of awe?
will he forsee all others
will she keep up in favours
will he ever and never
deliver in ring entire
to cherish and to hold
to this moment and all?
will she be done to be
will he do forth in honour
to have them both encherish
in smiles and in further
a duet so long endeavoured?
tradition has it either
to speak up or to plunder
for silence is a splendour
delivered in such a force
that time has it
to stand up
in songs, in praise and voice
under the arc of haute
forever and fortetold
and so may they be promised
in sanctity and health
a life endeared and loved.



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