the piano organ rings, only two things
a black box in the hall or a white dress calls.
think about it, what would it seem?
a paulbearer or a wedding seen?
sigh, but today you wear both, and i hold thy hand
a chill heads down my spine as i see you smiling in that can..
if only everything was simple, without complications.
ah, i wouldn't think so much if it wasn't for words.
little collections of alphabets that mean so much.
please use them wisely.