In those white dresses
In those white dresses, they dance...
With music slowly playing, one hand on the shoulder the other holding another hand...
It is that beautiful everyone wishes for their days to come through
With eyes fixed, moving in constant motion, they dance
The hug they share, so strong that you'd feel the energy at 1 mile distance...
As their lips meet, as they share same breath, the love is written in the noise of the audience with red big words
So as we live to love, we wish for the white dress
Where every girl could sit and imagine their bodies covered by the beautiful white dress
In life we live so in future we'd tell we loved and show pictures of our perfect moments in those dresses
The white dress... 👰
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