White Lie
Rufus the Verbose
Makeup lash to radiant sunshine
radiant betrothed so fair;
could you be mine?
Captured in moonlight,
the seeming gloss of your curvy lips
kiss me, kiss me you fool-
seal the promise.
White, with blue, something old, something new
It's our promise, white secret concealed
It's ours, all our own
Rouge, blush, and chabliss toast
by the best man, to the happy couple
wed today; months away,
our little secret is revealed.
No shotgun in our photos,
just a promise, sealed with a kiss.
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