White
Sapphire
Riding along
the
Church gates
Audience waits
Blackened
crusted iron
Dividing
both you and him
Enter in my
child
Into an
eternal fling
Veil held
tightly
Just in case
you run
Runaway
bride
Where will she
hide
Heart throbbing
Out of
control
Doors open
up
Silencing the
noise
He is in
perfect poise
Quietly walking
Her fathers
spirit
On her arm
Air softly
brushes her
Her lucky
charm
White bowed
flowers
Tinted green
stems
The triplets
gathered together
Cackling like
hens
White sapphire
daughter
Spirit in
tow
Allow happiness
Let yourself
go
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