Heather P Wilson
The River Of Passion
A river of passion encouraged
The young couple so in love,
Their reflections bathed in moonlight
Blessed from stars above.

Honeysuckle hung its head
As if it already knew
The secrets of the lovers
Who just came into view.

A world of their own was created
Others could not touch,
The perfume of the evening
Enhanced true love so much.

Sweet enchantment surrounded them
To form an aura of delight,
As their two hearts entwined
Through that blissful night.

That memory now lingers
On this their wedding day,
Carrying the perfume of honeysuckle
They both kneel down to pray.