Summer Bride

by Regina

Wisteria-scented gloaming
in the garden of
an August moonrise,
she pauses beneath
the wooden lattice arch
covered in snowy-white roses.

She, so adorned in creamy lace,
takes her groom by the hand,
'neath the stars,
the innumerable stars,
they kiss,
in gaiety she twirls,
weeping in blessedness,
as the wedding guests
in the cool night air
raise their clinking
glasses of champagne.

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