6 May 2012
And on this night, In your flawless white with flowers in your hair, There will be no parenthesis (just delight) To separate these names we bear.
These eyes won't sway, They have found their way In the quiet of this due. When morrow comes I would like to say, "I, have rested my heart with you."
Of Vows And Marrow • Opuss № I