I hope you enjoy! It won't rhyme.

The chant of love.
The death in our smile.
My ruby, her sapphire.
Staring into my eyes.

Eyes so empty and cold.
Hands so soft and frozen.
A lovely lace veil.
Feeling like absolute royalty.

My lipstick is a rotting apple.
I do not care.
My lipstick is also blood.
We do not care.

A white dress.
Deathly pale skin.
I walk down the abandoned church.
And feel the ghosts smile proud.

My love staring at me.
A little humming bird on my side.
As I walk towards my ruby.
The bigger my smile gets.

The love.
Binding it together with a kiss.
It's so beautiful, isn't it?
Blood drips down our lips.

Passion now in our blood.
I can hear faint cheering.
From the ghosts of time.
I drop the lillies.

Even though time.
Our love will last.
In this beautiful wedding.
The wedding's blood spilt.

True love in our veins.
Even so, it doesn't seem to rain.
If it does, it shows mother nature.
Shows that she is proud.

Suddenly it starts to pour.
Our love is approved.
The ghosts cheer.
I feel the cold of their hugs.

The wedding's blood.
All over the dress.
Even still, we smile.
We dance with joy.

We find a balcony.
We stay as we stare at clouds.
The rain starts to stop.
The church is now lively.

A month prior we tried to fix it.
Seeing it is a new beauty.
We left is as it is.
As we waltz in the sunset.

Hearing a faint tune.
We see the organ play.
We laugh and smile.
Alas, we cut the cake.

A delicate white cake.
Pale blue, purple, and redish lillies.
The lillies surround the cake.
We cut the cake.

The humming bird is back.
I pet it's head and eat my slice.
We eventually leave.
Let the love begin.
Showing the wedding's blood.