The Woman In The White DressA Poem by Purple_Roses43The best man watches his friend's bride.
Standing next to my best friend
Whispering comfort into his ear My focus splinters when the church door opens And his bride stands in the entrance The whole room goes silent Her head bowed veiled in white Bouquet in her steady hand She raises her head, with passion in her blue eyes I straighten my stance As she begins her march All too soon, she's standing near me She glances at me I avert my eyes And feel my face heating These thoughts are not right I shouldn't feel this way All I can think is how I will never touch her lips Put my hands on that thin waist Never hear her moan my name And never tell her that I love her
© 2011 Purple_Roses43Author's Note
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StatsAuthorPurple_Roses43United KingdomAboutI am 15 years old, and I feel absolute passion for writing. I unfortunately have never been able to finish one of my stories, but I hope to correct that, by getting some advice from fellow writers on .. more..Writing
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