The Wedding
Even after the rice was thrown and the streets picked cleaned
A lonely squirrel searched for his share of the bounty
The widows had put their handkerchiefs in their purses
Tears of joy dried and our dance began
Holding you close and the band played our favorite song
Under the brilliant sun
Our lives begun
Those names always hurt you
Lived our perfect life in our perfect world and the dream
Your love grew and mine diminished
Those imperfections clouded with fear waited patiently
The skeletons in our closet opened for us to see
I did try to hold you close with nurture and warmth
Under the brilliant sun
Our lives begun
Those names will always hurt you
Our marriage ended with mistakes both made, and no one wanted change
We learned things ended because they were wearing out.
Our love grew thin from the washing and pounding on the rocks
We sewed and patched each garments and forgot that magnificent love
And accusations poked around each corner and grew frayed
Under the brilliant sun
Our lives had run
Did my best to desert you
The Paparazzi took pictures and were posted on the front page
Our vowels came apart and drifted on the ocean
And those waters were uncharted , and we shipwrecked
Natives parade our feelings on truncheons but still I lagged
Gave it one final effort and valiantly I yielded
Under the brilliant sun
Our lives had turned
New names that couldn't hurt you
P.S. I have work to do but this is a start
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