Watching

wedding

Watching…
A naked body in the bathroom
Curvy hips, a rounded bottom
Long legs, a hint of perfume
Breasts moving in perfect tandem
A thin line of hair, a slit
Rosy nipples, both semi-hard
Totally ready to commit
Watching them was a reward

Watching…
Sitting down at the dressing table
She was a beautiful, delicate lotus
Showing some inner pink, I was able
To witness her delicious wetness
Leaning closer to the mirror
Her beautiful eyes, full and strong
Applying colors, readying for the altar
Watching her did not feel wrong

Watching…
White clothes waiting on the bed
A corset, garters and some clips
No, not wearing anything in red
Yes, the panties, today, she skips
Stockings pulled on as over she bent
Legs spread, inner pink so wet
Showing off seemed to be the intent
Watching her, I did not regret

Watching…
Her dress, a dream so beautiful
Shoes to complete the picture
After today, no more was she single
Forever she would be his treasure
One last look in the mirror
All ready for her wedding day
She smiled and took me with her
I am her wedding bouquet

© Rebel’s Notes

The prompt for this week’s Wicked Wednesday was:
write from the point of view of a wedding bouquet
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