Chapter 23
The wedding was held,
on a massive yacht,
in middle of harbor.
Only close friends were,
invited to the event,
keeping it private sweet.
Clara wore a white,
silk dress that flowed,
like sea foam around,
her graceful moving body.
Henri looked handsome in,
his dark blue suit,
waiting at the altar.
Marco walked her down,
the aisle proud like,
a loving older brother.
He handed her over,
with a soft whisper,
"Be happy Boss always."
The priest spoke words,
joining their two hearts,
under the open sky.
They exchanged gold rings,
vowing to love and,
protect each other through,
every storm and calm.
The guests cheered loudly,
as they kissed passionately,
while the ship horns,
sounded across the harbor,
celebrating their deep love.
The celebration lasted until,
the late night hours,
with music and dancing.
Clara danced with Henri,
feeling completely safe in,
his strong loving arms.
She looked at skyline,
the city she conquered,
now witnessing her joy.
She was no longer,
the lonely broken girl,
in the dark room.
She was a wife,
a leader a queen,
surrounded by true love,
and absolute infinite happiness,
May you like
that would last forever,
throughout her entire life.
