WHITE PETALS

Like you, i wait for the day when white petals cover your skin and black silk covers mine. Like you, i wait for the day when white doves fly and never separate in the sky. Like you, i wait for the day when you walk on the aisle smelling the aroma of fresh flowers as they tickle your nose. While i wait for you on the edge, teary-eyed, fingers-crossed. Oh, how you look like a tulip. And your body is a garden. Anyone can stare at your white petals. But i won't let them, because in this room, and in this time, no one owns you.. But me...