The wedding picture

His hand is not clenched
There is no sign of violence
But power
His hand
On the back of her neck
Her gracefull naked neck
Their lips locked in a kiss
That kiss
But it’s not the kiss
That caught my eye
It’s his hand
His hand says it all
His hand says I have her
And still want her
She is mine
And still I long for her
She said yes
And I now want her to scream it
We are kissing
And that’s not even close enough
His hand
On her bare neck
Pulling her in
And her beautiful jaw line
She is perfection
He is holding perfection in his hand
Does he know?
I would never let go



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