by Divya Nangia
(Delhi, India)
When the sun shall burn scarlet
When the stars shine to the brightest.
When the daisies replace the roses
Or when the breeze may turn poses..
This day will be eternal and loved.
This day, will be ours Oh' beloved
When the snow may lose its shimmer
And the tides may do the quiver.
A prince shall ride on a horse
In eh' moon full of remorse.
Eh' heart would skip a beat
And a soul swept off her feet..
Liquidy eyes gazing in a stare
That moment of eh' glorious glare..
When all heads shall bow in honor
And the trumpets will become groaner..
The shooting stars shall collide
And the two souls will take in stride..
On a day so perpetually designed
The timeless union shall be prophesied...
This day, will be eternal and loved.
This day, will be ours Oh' beloved.
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