My Unseen Bride

My Unseen Bride

A Poem by PoeticFury
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Wife?

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As I walked surrounded by flowers and roses.
Oh how this day has come so fast.
Countless times I would sit and stare at the sky with my back in the grass.
I could not see you although I knew you could see me this day is finally here and I told everyone that I hope that it is the way I always dreamed it would be.
They say it is bad luck to see the bride before the show, but in my view if the love is strong it does not matter what happens.
....Let those people keep their advice, but thank you for your opinion, but with true love that enough for us to trust and know.
As I talked to your family to tell them how much I care for you. I even them told them about my not so smart moments. Not to mention the time where I almost went off the break with insanity.
As I went to sleep with a dream I hugged you tight even though you had to get up for a reason that you prefer not to show.
The phone began to ring and you said tomorrow is our big day, but you had to go. It was funny we decided to take the advice of the wise, and I sat in the dark while hearing your voice it made me aglow.
The day had arrived again I found myself surrounded by flowers and roses yet again.
I began to hear the bells, and songs I walked down the aisle, but it was weird I was coming in the place second of the bride and you were on the end.
As I said I do you kept your back to me your voice I could barley hear. He said you may kiss your bride.
As I went to turn you around and kiss you. Your body that fitted the dress perfectly disappeared.
Was this a dream?
As I woke up the bed was empty. Everything was in place I looked in the mirror tears were still on my face.
I guess this was just a thought on how my heart and body can feel if it was together with someone else's instead of apart.
This dream I believe may happen one day with a combination of faith, destiny, good karma, and luck.
To my unseen bride I will see you in the future, or one day. I love you, but till then let me dream cause I don't want to wake up.
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© 2011 PoeticFury


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PoeticFury
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