Beloved David
Seven years have flown
by on the wings of a swan
our wedding whites hang in the
pooja room closet
fresh and beautiful as
that first kiss
unveiled
With weak knees and stars spilling
from our eyes
we pledged our Love
before God
while angels tossed
rose petals and white rice
Seven years an eternity
we weathered the storms of
our ego
and cherished the droplets of love
that fell compassionately
Dearest Heart
On the auspicious
day of our wedding anniversary
I garland you again
and again
and again
Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 1:34 AM UTC
Beloved David
Seven years have flown
by on the wings of a swan
our wedding whites hang in the
pooja room closet
fresh and beautiful as
that first kiss
unveiled
With weak knees and stars spilling
from our eyes
we pledged our Love
before God
while angels tossed
rose petals and white rice
Seven years an eternity
we weathered the storms of
our ego
and cherished the droplets of love
that fell compassionately
Dearest Heart
On the auspicious
day of our wedding anniversary
I garland you again
and again
and again
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