I swam through currents of yellow gold and delicate white
A wild bride in her floral sea
I felt the softness of lace trail down my back
to my feet
heard bracelets clink on my wrists
as I reached for his hand
Blue topaz and silver circles sang our fingers electric
and we tasted love and freedom and youth
bare feet grounded
in the magic
of us
of us
I heard no church bells but I worshiped in the open air
and I gave my vows with certainty
because I wrote them myself
So we bound ourselves
woman to man
man to woman.
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