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I remember my trembling lips as I took that first step and the family of eager eyes That warmed my path ahead. I remember your calming hands That held me tight and steady And the sweet whispers that shone from behind your shining eyes I remember the delicate words Flowing freely across our tongues And how the tears were welcomed By the sea of smiles. I remember getting lost in the kiss And how every kiss that followed Found a frenzy of flutters That each shared a story. I remember my widening cheeks Feeling no force, but comfort In the forest of embraces And in the one that meant the most. I remember how we danced and swayed and laughed and sung And clung to one another, savouring each second that passed. I remember the warm wind Roaring through my carefully sculpted hair And not caring, but grinning at the soaring sights as we flew. I remember taking your hand And gliding up the winding hill Oblivious to the sharp road beneath my weary feet. I remember the sun that gleamed Through the crisp cream curtains As your arm wrapped me gently And I slowly awoke
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Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 9:11 AM UTC
Wedding Day
I remember my trembling lips as I took that first step and the family of eager eyes That warmed my path ahead. I remember your calming hands That held me tight and steady And the sweet whispers that shone from behind your shining eyes I remember the delicate words Flowing freely across our tongues And how the tears were welcomed By the sea of smiles. I remember getting lost in the kiss And how every kiss that followed Found a frenzy of flutters That each shared a story. I remember my widening cheeks Feeling no force, but comfort In the forest of embraces And in the one that meant the most. I remember how we danced and swayed and laughed and sung And clung to one another, savouring each second that passed. I remember the warm wind Roaring through my carefully sculpted hair And not caring, but grinning at the soaring sights as we flew. I remember taking your hand And gliding up the winding hill Oblivious to the sharp road beneath my weary feet. I remember the sun that gleamed Through the crisp cream curtains As your arm wrapped me gently And I slowly awoke
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Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 9:11 AM UTC
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