The Angel's Kisses

The Angel's Kisses
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She stood down the aisle
White flowers in her hair
More then often, in my dreams
She'd be standing there
Dressed in celestial white
With dark flowing hair
Innocence in her stride
She fitted
A thousand of words
Into three soft whispers
I Love You

Ah, Let the kisses wither

The hands that held her
Dark and strong
I grasped the bouquet
Tight
My fingers pale and long
Goodbye
Running out of the cathedral
I said
Goodbye for eternity

Let the angel's kisses wither
Wither
Wither