Sound seeks the ear
pounds on the door of the heart
the flour girl mounts to council
wanting to take vows
to become spouse to the owl
Her lips open, about to speak,
her body her friend
a shroud of flesh over her soul
a wedding gown
House
Re: House
....a white wedding...the Owls have it 

me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....
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