The way you stride the aisle
Thousands of ballerinas coy
Toppled the seraphs in heaven
To my feriah’s laughter toy

Urging the feet of those who watch
Up and to dance in your gleam
Under the stars wind is brewed
Unending debauch at your seams

Vexed the pride of Hera
Versed to Keats’ immense rhyme
Valley of Flowers is envious
Voice like Beethoven’s chimes

Watch a beautiful bride under seven skies
Wonder that drapes beholder of Ocean Eyes

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