We’re Going To The Chapel (FOWC)

He looked dashing
Standing at the alter
Waiting for me
His white tux
The flower in his lapel
He had a Bond sort of elegance
He was completely debonair
My pulse quickened
As I saw his eyes light up
The moment I walked in
And he saw me
I never felt more appreciated
Or more loved
He was the man of my dreams
And on that day
A dream came true
With a simple “I do”

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – debonair