"Honeymoon with me in the land where, Tropical sunsets set the sky on fire, Where trade winds carry
the sweet scent,
Of ginger, frangi pani, and passionate desire, Where lush palms sway, in rhythmic illusion,
And majestic orchids bloom, in unbridled profusion," https://t.co/3rMbBas8mK
Argyle and Sunset in Hollywood, famous coordinates for the Palladium’s four-hundred-capacity
ballroom’s regal flair,
Traditional host to dance, rock concerts, and today’s “The Power of Color,” Ebony Fashion Fair
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The last time I saw spring, I knew happiness,
I met towering trees, lime-green acres
Of budding leaves
Redwood-lined mountains, a gentle breeze,
Engulfing shallow brooks, and jagged cliffs https://t.co/bh1IJOy8TL
"Spend our days relaxing,
Behind a thundering waterfall,
Enchanted by a lava rock oasis’s beckoning call,
And witness a concert performed by
A mystical wind and wave band,
Surrounded by a sheltered amphitheater, of coral and sand," https://t.co/bh1IJOy8TL
"Share a golden-yellow sunrise,
From atop a crater named Haleakala,
Romp in the black sand beach of Kamoamoa,
And later, traverse a rope bridge over a sparkling lagoon,
In quest of the coral-pink sunset,
Which seems to gently cradle our room,
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"We will watch a master lei maker,
Create colorful garlands, fashioned in a flowery weave,
Go snorkeling in a world, embellished with iridescent
Sea creatures, and an intricate coral reef,
Exchange caresses, in vast fields
Of pineapple and sugar cane,"
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"Honeymoon with me in the land where,
Tropical sunsets set the sky on fire,
Where trade winds carry the sweet scent,
Of ginger, frangi pani, and passionate desire,
Where lush palms sway, in rhythmic illusion,
And majestic orchids bloom,"
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“Here and now,
I promise to love faithfully,
You’re all I need,
Here and now,
I vow to be one with thee,
Your love is all I need.”
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"It was a harmoniously romantic interpretation,
Composed especially for this precious moment,
Of God’s most sacred vow,
A distinctly timeless and tender rendition,
Of Luther Vandross’ “Here and Now,”
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"And, a chorus of FAME’s Brookinaires, as if rehearsed,
Permeated the sanctuary, with tranquil yet melodic verse,
Emitting soulful lyrics, in ever-resounding symphony,
Which echoed, and reverberated, from the main hall," https://t.co/bh1IJOy8TL
"Each sprinkled, with opalescent drops of pearl, and
Adorned with a single, alabaster-toned chiffon rose swirl,
She carried a bouquet of peach and yellow roses,
Embellished with, white orchids,
And green leather ferns, in her right hand,
With a gentle, yet teasing command," https://t.co/3rMbBas8mK
It was embroidered about her slender waist and firm bust,
With iridescent clusters, of studded white pearls, Which blossomed in design like spring-budding
leaves, Her naked and smooth light-tan shoulders and chest, Were gingerly embraced,
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"The delicate features of her beautiful countenance,
Slightly obscured, beneath a sheer nylon net veil,
Her low-cut gown of silken-white tulle,
Was accompanied by a twelve-foot,
Flowing white rayon trail,"
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"Mesmerized, I gazed toward the podium,
In this blessed house of prayer,
And centered among a kaleidoscope,
Of converging noontide glare
I saw a Mariah-like vision,
Of my future bride standing there,"
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"And marveled at the intricately portrayed mural,
On the oval-shaped wall,
Which depicted the historic passage,
Of the Black experience, from Africa,
To slavery’s bondage, to modern day’s freedom call,"
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"I looked toward the alter in my solitary affair,
Seeking to follow the lead, of generations of parishioners,
Who once paused to kneel,
And lay their burdens down in prayer,
I glanced toward the choir loft, arranged in a,"
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Immersing the plush wall-to-wall,
Camel-beige carpet, in waves of flowing sunrays,
Ascending upward, toward a towering balcony,
Now engulfed in a quicksilver-like haze,
Cascading down upon empty rows of walnut-stained pews,"
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"Highlighting in rainbow shades of pastel hues,
A spectacular collage of religious imagery,
Radiating in alternating light and dark spectrums,
Which seemed to leap, over the three
Parallel aisles, in crisscross patterns,"
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"The Saturday afternoon sun cast its warming glows,
Upon First AME Church’s immense stained glass windows,
Illuminating their mosaic patterns,
Of colorfully detailed artistry,
Bringing substance and form,"
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"To experience a last-chance slow dance,
To sensuous vocal stylings, in the full moon’s glow,
To understand that with the passage of time,
Knowledge and wisdom will surely grow,
And, like celestial music,
Flowing from an angelic choir above,"
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