The thick scent of wine twirled through the air, intoxicating the wedding guests almost as easily as drinking it. Plucking strings floated like bubbles striking their ears. Feet pounded in a tapping rhythm, echoing the music.
She giggled and twirled around. Her black hair glinted in the candlelight. I caught the heady floral fragrance of the petals in her hair. Her dress felt so smooth against my fingertips. My heart danced with each step she took.
My beautiful bride locked my gaze, ensnaring me with her lovely blue eyes. She bewitched me, and I loved every moment of it.
Guests threw congratulations upon us. Food abounded. Cake never tasted as sweet as it did on her lush lips. A flush tinged her cheeks, and we kissed. Our bodies melted together in the heat of our passionate embrace.
“I love you,” she whispered, her breath feather soft against my cheek. A perfect bride for a perfect wedding. I was her perfect groom.
“I love you too.”