Lily white,
regal dress,
floating down the aisle.
Suit and tie,
standing there,
waiting
to be mine.
In this moment,
I take thee
to be mine.
Our fates
sealed,
a faithful kiss.
Your body
and mine,
electric
and divine,
waiting,
anticipating
the dark of the night.
Locked eyes,
sly lips,
the tease—
an inevitable dance.
Breaths deepen,
Fingers linger.
In this crowded room,
it all just
disappears,
awaiting release.
Every vow
collides in a sacred dance,
leaving no space
between your breath
and mine—
as temples rise
to sing and worship
the love God shaped,
when two
become one.
Dec 11, 2025
Dec 11, 2025 at 9:54 PM UTC
Lily white,
regal dress,
floating down the aisle.
Suit and tie,
standing there,
waiting
to be mine.
In this moment,
I take thee
to be mine.
Our fates
sealed,
a faithful kiss.
Your body
and mine,
electric
and divine,
waiting,
anticipating
the dark of the night.
Locked eyes,
sly lips,
the tease—
an inevitable dance.
Breaths deepen,
Fingers linger.
In this crowded room,
it all just
disappears,
awaiting release.
Every vow
collides in a sacred dance,
leaving no space
between your breath
and mine—
as temples rise
to sing and worship
the love God shaped,
when two
become one.
