MUSICAL Poem: FUNERAL WHITE, by Lucy Martin

You drift beneath the arches, dressed in black
I wear my finest dress, my truth unveiled
The requiem sends shivers down your back
“This wedding is a funeral” you exhale

Our graves are side by side, we tempt the line
The scream of silence carries through with chill
And still we try to unmeet our eyes
“That could have been our vow” it spooks me still

We haunt the ballroom where the party sings
The revellers all shine beneath the lights
The crystal ball that hangs above now spins
And finds us glowing in funeral white

This night becomes the graveyard of our past
At least we’re here to lay ourselves to rest
Forget our vows, we lost them in the dark
Two phantoms find closure within their death

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