Carl Browne (18th February 1976 / Nottingham, England)
Down The Aisle
Your beauty haunts my waking dreams.
Tears roll down my face in streams.
Emotions pour freely from my heart.
The greatest love from cupid's dart.
I held my breathe as you neared me.
Suffocated by your radiant beauty.
A delicate angel in all her glory.
Beginning a new chapter in our life story.
Promise's of love never to sway.
From now until our dying day.
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