The Bride

I, I want a missed bouquet Raised a longing in the bride Beckoning everyone in for the good news that No one has any good reason to live Tears of laughter did pervade Your ambivalent behavior Where was your diamond engaged but an instinct Could be written over like a page In a dead book, yeah Whose cascading empathy Could really reach beyond tomorrow And when the dinner chime When the clarion calls Will be anyone listening at all