Layered silk fabric

Grazed on the wet rubbery grass

Weeds smushed to the dirt

By the ones who walk

This path

My gown

For travel

Although…

I shall never go back

For his happiness

Is worth

Being lost

On this

Cold wet stone path

Betrothed one sided love

Never mad I am

His black cold eyes

For another-a maid

A queen mustn’t forget her name

Be gracious enough for you

A king arranged

Princess for prince

A heart and a half

My half……

Their full

Cold fabric

Salty droplets absorbed

A hat to cover a red eye

Blood vessels

Pop

As I mentioned

You are for her

Sweet dreams my husband