Dressed in ivory

Beautiful ivory,
wonderful smell of roses.
Dreams are taking me forward,
where you will be waiting a few steps ahead.

Beautiful ivory,
people singing all around,
sharing this memory of ours.

A veil of lace to cover yesterday and reveal today,
when two people meet and become one at the end of the road.

Girls in champagne-coloured dresses,
a father crying tears of joy.
Beautiful ivory,
so pure and elegant.
A wonder to the eyes of men.




Poetry by LittleEm
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Written on 2010-08-11 at 22:06

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