bride clings on a yellow-flowers bouqet. she more beautiful then anyone. if they took the bouqet away she’d dissapear traceless cosmosles. (bridesmaid, an astronomer, keeps an eye on the

bouquet. - don’t fool with the cosmos - she winks at the best man). (bridesmaid, an astronomer, keeps an eye on the bouquet. - don’t fool with the cosmos - she winks at the best man)

sis (we grew together, sis, little sister) put on a white dress and all shy said “yes”. know now: no more she’d help me carry out carpet out. oh, yes, yes, yes, I must grow alone.

bride clings on a yellow-flowers bouqet. she more beautiful then anyone. if they took the bouqet away she’d dissapear traceless cosmosles. (bridesmaid, an astronomer, keeps an eye on the