Standing at the alter..
Kissing happily ever after.
And all she could see..
Was a ritual.
Jumping into the water..
Depths of laughter.
And all she could feel..
Was totter.
Looking at each other..
While she seeks smother.
Dirt that bothers..
But all that’s farther.
Are the questions asked rather.
Her skin is fair..
His skin is darker.
Marking boundaries thats unfair..
What about wanderer.
Wings to slaughter..
But her urge goes for wings that flutter.
A fire ignites..
Fuming smokes touching sky..
Like kites flying by.
But she sees countless fights..
For equal rights.
Where someone is still burning..
All through the night.


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