Pretty pixies
In step with a song
Along the estate path
Planted as decoy
For thieving hearts
Pace is the trick

There she is!
Delicately misty
The modest nature
Shielding her countenance
Before she falls
Upon his beloved eyes

Once lifted
In the cathedral
By the fingertips
He hopes to seal
This with a kiss
And she hopes to find
A lasting home
In each other's arms