These are twelve rose buds <br />in the bouquet <br />I give to you. <br /> <br />1. <br />This one is my Mind <br />for it has learned <br />that our two minds <br />melding will provide <br />light for our way. <br /> <br />2. <br />This one is my Heart <br />for there can be no <br />courage without it, <br />Faith its underpinning. <br /> <br />3. <br />My Body here now <br />unfolds <br />for only you <br />and under your touch <br />it blooms. <br />buffeted by that Innocence Betrothed <br />which smothers the Cynical Twinge. <br /> <br />4. <br />Our Future resides here <br />curled up fetal-style because <br />indeed our marriage <br />is just beginning. <br /> <br />5. <br />Home in this bulb <br />making it our mutual effort flower. <br /> <br />6. <br />This one is my shy <br />steel Devotion <br />which will not waver <br />or fall. <br /> <br />7. Here is my wish <br />for children <br />who reflect what we seek to grow here. <br />They are the earthly angels <br />humans are allowed. <br /> <br />8-9 <br />My Spirit and my Soul <br />are these rose spheres <br />which inhabit our aora <br />these precious buds bring; <br />and this last is the <br /> <br />10. <br />Silver One <br />which is my Love <br />which opened its flower petal wings first <br />with you <br />taking my own breath away. <br /> <br />Under your touch <br />I, <br />for the first time in my life <br />bloomed <br />reeling from the smell <br />of rose-bud <br />bouquets; <br /> <br />of Tomorrows <br />Futures <br />and Yesterdays. <br /> <br />These in the end <br />are not mine to give <br />but I merely pass them <br />on to you and us <br />in the way that Nature <br />intends. <br /> <br />From these <br />are made <br />true Weddings.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-silver-one-carlita-s-wedding-vows/
