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Harold was a man

Quietly thinking to himself of someone named Sam
Filling his thoughts of memories of joy and laughter
In flashes of hugs and kisses did his thoughts swam
Feelings of warm touches and pulling Sam closer

The thoughts were so vivid and more burning than reality
As if every single heartbeat was a sound of great magnitude
Shaking every bit of his being in a blissful state of frailty
The roaring hunger within makes the romance renewed

He thought of Sam’s eyes, their shared glances and stares
He felt Sam’s lips and heard the whispers they shared
He remembered how Sam’s touch fight off his nightmares
He remembered Sam and he was never scared

The biting cold of the wind nudges him to wake
The ticking of the clock hauling him from his trance
As the vague chatter of strangers began to overtake
Each whispering to another his own tale of romance

Some converse about a bride and a wedding plan
He waved off the thought of someday marrying Sam
Like everybody in the room, Harold was a man
He desires and loves… a man named Sam.

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The girl in the bridal dress

A Masterpiece woven by reality and dreams
The heroine of the perfect fairy tale romance
Showered with allure down to the end of the seams
Fiery seduction hiding underneath ivory innocence

She inspires lust much as she emulates love
Dangerous figure hiding under a little white corset
Details of fragile artwork in a layer of lace above
Topped with a gentle stare that shoots men like a bullet

Her long locks spread like butterfly wings
Arcs and curves in the colour of sunset dreams
Sealed with chains of silver shiny things
Behind a bouquet of flowers, her smile beams

She gazes to the mirror and an illusory reflection
She catches her breath in a moment of awe
Others would gasp in envy of her fortune
Clutching the perfect man’s heart in her claw

She steps forward today to swear forever
Shedding but a single tear of joy as it seems
But nothing could hurt the girl in the bridal dress better
Than marrying the brother of the girl of her dreams