Moonbeam Romance
The airy garden’s views
The moonlight on the pews
The static in the air
The honey in your hair
The flush on your cheeks
Our love has peaked
The satin on your skin
Surrounded by our kin
If they had ever known
About the love now being shown
Would they have let it be?
Would they let you be with me?
Flowered scents in the sky
As with hope you threaten a cry
A steadily droning, familiar tune
Accent the beams from a romantic moon
The white on your dress
The black on the terrace
Escorted by a man
Who’ll give me your hand
Then allow us to run
Onward to a morning sun
A steadily droning, familiar tune
Accent the beams from a romantic moon
As out called are our names
As you exchange yours for mine
Together we’re joined tightly twined
Tightly by love
A steadily droning and familiar tune
Accent the beams from our romantic moon
As I carry us forward
Into our new life
Me as your husband
And you as my wife
poem by Timothy Weiermann
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