Fusion
By Cleve Taylor
Marilyn in her fairy wedding dress
All aglow, radiant with her bouquet
Stood beside her chosen
My friend from childhood to present day
They there to take their vows
Their promise of sickness and health
Their commitment to face together
The future whether of poverty or wealth
I home from my unit, only home for one day
Only arrived straight from my flight
And joined them at the wedding Chapel
To help them celebrate their wedding tonight
Then Marilyn and I locked eyes
Our first meeting our first time each to find
Our minds emotions and hearts melding and fusing
In horror finding we were each's one and only
But too late, too late, so never mind
I, away, never to return
She, knot tied, with children
He, my friend, never to learn
Of the fusion
About the Creator
Cleve Taylor
Published author of three books: Ricky Pardue US Marshal, A Collection of Cleve's Short Stories and Poems, and Johnny Duwell and the Silver Coins, all available in paperback and e-books on Amazon. Over 160 Vocal.media stories and poems.
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