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In a world of cake
On a tiered vanilla cake,
Bride and groom
Atop the layers,
To violin's tune,
their love in a dance.
His hand clasped hers,
another on her waist,
Her hands on his shoulders,
gentle and light,
locked in each other's eye,
lost in the night.
Around the cake,
In rhythm they swayed,
A circular waltz,
Lips so close,
a breath away,
Inches apart,
they yearned to meet,
(Not yet, my dears, not in this sweet)
The baker appeared,
the moment froze in their pose,
Bride and groom,
Awaiting the kiss,
the love that waits...
© Aboorva
Bride and groom
Atop the layers,
To violin's tune,
their love in a dance.
His hand clasped hers,
another on her waist,
Her hands on his shoulders,
gentle and light,
locked in each other's eye,
lost in the night.
Around the cake,
In rhythm they swayed,
A circular waltz,
Lips so close,
a breath away,
Inches apart,
they yearned to meet,
(Not yet, my dears, not in this sweet)
The baker appeared,
the moment froze in their pose,
Bride and groom,
Awaiting the kiss,
the love that waits...
© Aboorva
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