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Inamorata

Inamoratas vows leave her mouth as soon as she opens her eyes,
her favorite verse is a toss up between her lies and as loud as she can yell.
Inamorata will you take this man, with all his flaws, or does the feeling still die?
Oh catch the bouquet, douse those doubts, burn the bride and be a women tonight.
In sickness and in health, how do you hope to find yourself?
But I know this isn't right,
how I've seen the priest and he's swearing vehemently.

Inamorata if the feeling still persists take it to god, leave it under the pews,
in the confessional, do what you have to do, but I think these multiple personalities,
well they don't properly represent you, I've seen you twirl in white,
the higher keys that your smiles play at night, the dances I've put off,
the harder you harbor your heart,
like a lighthouses darker nights just mean it gives off more light.
Inamorata yelling vows seem to incite more passion then reading them to you,
a tall castle tower or a suburban window at a reckless hour,
the desperation never ceases to arrest you.
With a sword or remorse,
do my attempts pretend to forgive all those heights with parallel fates,
do you find us insane,
do we look like something somebody someday will awe at as if in a display case?
Inamorata do we still have what makes us impossible in immeasurable ways?

Inamorata winces at the mention of rings, she falls weak in white,
I saw her faint once at the beach in an alter of light,
her hips still flush bear witness to weak knees that pale in comparison
to her rough smirks and crude finish, I've seen her smile twice.

so march, two by two, down crooked lines, read crooked lines, tell us about your life,
"I've loved a sinner, found the floor in white gowns like soldered doves,
crashed like weak chain links that held beautiful chandeliers up,
sleep in long veils chaste by lace, love to hate and hate to love,
I am the tallest tower any princess should find herself in and I do so because..."
Because Oscar Wilde put it best when he said women are not meant to be understood,
they are meant to be loved.