March 26, 2010
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Her alabaster skin
Seemed to glisten in the light
As she glided down the aisle
To greet her white knight.
Her friends could barely see
Anything but green
But she hardly noticed
She was drenched in luxurious argentine.
The delicate frosty lace
Swept across the floor
And she felt ivory happiness
Even in her core
The only contrast present
On her pallid face
Were her wine colored lips
Eager for the final embrace
Her silken voice
Spoke the magic words
Then he enveloped her snowy body
And her pearly heart stirred

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