His knees prayed for a battery that would last
Her knees wondered if that bump in the dress was just fabric
His knees shifted and balanced and went over speeches
His knees bent and shook while he walked her down to meet them
His hands pushed and clicked and focused and apertured
Her hands held little boys shoulders to keep from floating
Her hands caught single tears that formed in dark slits
His hands had to let go.
Its eye remembered things most didn't see
Its breeze collected the soft lovelies around them
She whispered, "Should I try to hide the way I feel inside?"
He whispered, "I can tell the way you smile."
Last Thursday they began again
Leaving worried knees and fluttering hands behind
This Thursday they barely remember
Their eyes were so focused on the other
that they married.
"The Way I Feel Inside"-The Zombies
That is beautiful Rachel! I dig it.
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