standing still,
breathing fast.
love instills;
here at last.here she is,
here by my side.
hair and frizz—
nerves subside.striding over,
standing proud:
beside my lover,
before the crowd.vows soon stated,
tears are spilled.
food is plated,
young'n's thrilled.a glass in hand,
her eyes on mine,
precious time and
a chilled spine.raise to a toast
eating mousse
thanking the host
with orange juicea sound that thrills
lifts up my gaze
"don't you dare spill,
or your card's what pays."— m.y.
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Cryptomnesia | a 2022 collection of poetry written by Morigan Young
PoetryA simple collection of poetry curated by moi. Derived by the depths of my Poetizer account. Written from the heart, polished by the soul. That being said, please, read and enjoy! - "The writer has such a unique and creative way of putting their inne...