The building was packed
Colored sunlight streaming in
An audience embraced in light
Well dressed and separated
The unmistakable melody begins
A canon in D, clear and bright
There she is, resplendent
Perfection framed in white
Accompanied by a tearful man
Cameras hold their competition
They process past locked faces
Standing and reverent
The focus of everyone present
Including a boy at the altar
Nervous but committed, ready
All the formalities are observed
The ancient ritual is performed
Amongst cold marble and cloth
A setting like an old castle
November even relents for a day
Deference to a few short words
Each repeated as rehearsed
The crux of the occasion
Rings are symbolically exchanged
And there the smiling boy stood
Looking intently at his promise
Happy, for he'd yet to notice
Somewhere behind her eyes
Through her gleaming smile
Around her tears of joy
Past the gleaming white dress
Echoed only in her voice
There lived a collector of sadness
For her vows were but one lie
Amongst a scrapbook of lies
