The Marriage Of Jeanne D’arc Poem by Charles Darnell
The Marriage Of Jeanne D’arc
The guests surround me now,
Here, on this special day.
The priest prays his litany,
Tradition of long years.
I wear white,
Innocent of worldly knowing,
And at my feet,
Breathes the fuel of my desire.
He shall arrive,
My lover,
Carried above the heads,
Bright and burning as the sun.
His hungry embrace
I eagerly await
Though it be before all
And God.
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4/25/2024 7:36:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Woah reminds me of Joan of Ark. Such a cool humor touched nuptials poem. Cheers