They cannot meet your beauty
They do not have your flaws
The glimmer in your eyes
The smile – I’m in awe.
Words I wish you didn’t say,
Feelings, if only I could convey.
In truth, I pray you regret
Choosing her – soon you’ll fret.
Look into her eyes,
It’s not me you see.
You’ll ponder and wonder,
Soon,
you’ll wish you were
free.
Wedding Bells