Wow You are all gooood!
It was the sacred night that fell
as two souls laid in bed
on a night of sacred purity
through three years of solidarity.
The vows spoken were pure poetry
of once found love-sobriety.
and as they kissed sheer electricity
for the matrimony of utter simplicity.
Peddled roses scented the air
flickering candles highlighted skin-bare
The silk flowed to bond form
like creation past, were once born.
How lovely the night of quiet sound
and twilight and dawn be forever bound
of cannibal instincts creating flight
marking a new day of joined life.
Next words: create, open, dream