Bride

A floodlit mountain full of suns
Splashing rays of dizzy light
My heads spinning with a whirl of truth
My hearts racing with a beat of love
How radiant
Dressed in glory white
She’s walking on fresh blades of green grass delight
Oh my soul is raptured
Captured by her sight
This wonder
How can it be that
This bride is mine.
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