Iced eyes
Filled with lies
I enscribed to him: “you’re a good person”
Not knowing my heart was really filled with Arson
Now, my wedding day is a good day
I”m wearing Virgin white
Pure I am for many a decade
Tonight we break the ice
Not once. Not twice. But thrice.
Something borrowed
Blue in the sky.
As well as in my eye
Evil eye please dont pry
Wedding bells and a band
Strands of dolled up tendrils
And a good jam
Violin, Cello and Piano
I feel, in these moments im a bit mellow
We sway to the rhythm
Our first dance
Im in a trance
Relieved in my stance
“I do” forever and always
My sweetheart, my soul mate
Its a clean slate
‘Till death do us part
This love won’t be a lost Art
Amber is the Color of Her Energy 
Gillena Cox
June 2, 2026 at 9:12 pm
Beautiful wedding poem
much love
baronessannie
June 3, 2026 at 6:22 am
Thank you! Xo
Dora
June 2, 2026 at 9:17 pm
Such an intriguing write, it keeps us off balance. Ice and fire, it’s all here, Vassel, and we’re on the edge of our seats! The “Evil eye please don’t pry” at the heart of the poem gives it away, I think, and it all comes together with that beautiful last line “This love won’t be a lost Art” — a promise to be kept. ❤
baronessannie
June 2, 2026 at 9:34 pm
Thank you so much!
Dora
June 2, 2026 at 9:40 pm
My pleasure!
Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
June 3, 2026 at 6:31 pm
It seems to me with such a strong love all those other concerns matter less.
baronessannie
June 3, 2026 at 8:05 pm
Thanks. This is based on true events minus the wedding thank God. I actually had two separate people in mind!
Lisa or Li
June 4, 2026 at 9:20 pm
Epitomy of “it’s complicated,” but something the person continues to choose. Interesting poem, Baroness.
shaun tenzenmen
June 5, 2026 at 1:34 pm
This has a nice dancey rhythm to it. “But thrice” – ah, so long ago! Nice write Vassel 👏