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our shivering hands clove one to another
hearts pounding in the furnace
that crafted our names on graven tiles
I searched my white eyes in hers
rolling side to side to the late night jazz
I danced under her breath
she hummed my heart beats
the grey moon withdrew her light in envy
to not see the purple smiles grazing our faces
the moments lingered
and the archaic titanic story rang in my senses
I brooded the steps down the aisle
the one mile walk, the black and white wear
oh! Those rain of friends and chopped flowers
the gold ring forever buried in my finger
just say it, the I DO.
Written by: Goodnews Mememugh Karibo
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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