You are beautiful in white,
I whispered as you turned, eyes bright—
A dress like starlight, pure and fine,
A moment frozen, yours and mine.
You are beautiful in white,
Like moonlight on the sea’s cold crest,
Like hope beneath the star-strewn night,
Like love that puts a heart to rest.
With every step, you stole my breath,
A fleeting dream that knew no death,
Yet time was cruel, and fate unkind,
Leaving shattered vows behind.
You are beautiful in white,
I whispered, hands entwined in bliss,
A promise sealed in our first kiss,
Not knowing it would end like this.
And now, as silence claims the room,
As shadows stretch to endless gloom,
And roses wilt in mourning light—
I stand here, shattered, torn in spite.
No laughter left, no warmth, no light,
Just the bitter ache of endless night.
But even now, though life’s denied—
Still, you are beautiful in white.
