*Wedding Day*
Oh my, God. It's finally here. The giorno I marry Michael Joseph Jackson! I can't wait. I woke up to a beautiful bright Saturday morning. The ceremony doesn't start until noon and it's six now. I got up and headed into the doccia and washed up. This time, I turned on the song I'm going to walk down the aisle to. I'm walking to the aisle to the famous wedding song "Pacabel Cannon" my sister was in the orchestra in high school and I recorded her at her concerto when she played this song. I fell in Amore with it the first time I ever heard it.
After I showered and got into some jeans and a t-shirt, I dried my hair, grabbed all the stuff I would need to prepare and headed for the cucina to make a good breakfast. It's 9:30 and the church is a half an ora away. So to be on time, I'll leave in fifteen minutes. My dress is already at the church and so are my shoes so all I need to bring are my hair stuff and my make-up. I wonder Michael is there already o not. I wish I could call him but I know that he is probably busy getting ready. I can't wait to see him!
*10:30 at the church*
"Oh, my God Taylor. te look beautiful!" detto Alleana. I asked her to be my maid of honor and she of course detto yes. "I do?" "Yes! Michael is going to fall in Amore with te all over again" I smiled at her compliment and stared at myself in the mirror, wearing my floor length strapless wedding dress with a bilaro pizzo jacket. I'm not wearing a veil and I have my hair curved in. I look absolutely amazing. I can't wait to see Michael's face.
I walked over to the vanity to do my make-up when a knock at the door came. It was my brother, Alex. "Hey ciao hey! Where's the bri-Oh, Lord. Taylor, te look-" he stopped in the middle of his sentence, just staring at me with an expression of awe. "What Alex?" "You look happy already" I smiled and felt a tear form. "Oh, Alex" I walked over to him and hugged him tightly. I always felt sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza when he hugged me. "Michael is so lucky to have you, baby sis. He doesn't know how lucky he is." I hugged him tighter and tried not to cry. I just finished my make-up.
After we loosened our grip, I asked Alex if he has seen Michael. "Yeah, he looks pretty sharp. te picked a nice one, Eva" and then giving me a wink. "Well I don't want to hold te ladies up. Ceremony starts in twenty minuti girls. Be ready." detto Alex. We all detto good-bye and Alleana and I did little touch-ups that were needed. When we finally were perfect, I looked at Alleana, feeling my cuore pounding and my stomach doing backflips. "Do I look okay?" "You look beautiful Taylor. Like a princess." I smiled then left to go to the doorway leading me to the altar.
Michael is just beyond those doors. I can't believe it! It's time. I could here the song beginning to play and I watched my niece walk in first tossing the red rose pedals. I then saw my sister Stand in front of the doorway, take one look at me, then started walking down the aisle. Now it's my turn. I could hear the sounds of people shifting as everyone stood up to watch me. I stepped in front of the doorway and the first thing I see is Michael talking with his brother Jermaine, then look straight at me. I started walking down the aisle, feeling my bouquet of red rose tremble in my hands and I walked closer and closer to my Angel standing in front of the red rose altar with a beautiful set of candles perfectly shaped to remind te of Angel wings.
When I made it to the altar I handed my bouquet to Alleana and placed my right hand in Michael's left. I couldn't stop smiling at all and I kept looking into his addicting eyes. God, this is real. All of it is real. Everyone sat back down and Michael and I turned to Pastor Brown.
"We are gathered here today to celebrate the Amore of Mr. Michael Joseph Jackson and Ms. Taylor Evanescence Ward. If anyone feels these two should not be wed, speak now o forever hold your peace." There was silence in the room for a few secondi and then Pastor Brown spoke again. We went through everything and finally got to where we can say our vows. Michael was first. "Michael, te may now say your vows to your bride." Michael nodded to the minister then looked at me
"Taylor, ever since we were children, te have been the most important thing in my life. I can't imagine living my entire life without you. The giorno we saw each other again, I heard the angeli sing and I felt complete. We have been through tough times but those times have made us stronger. I can't loose you. It took me a giorno to realize te are the one for me. I Amore te so much. Forever and always." Michael looked behind Jermaine and took my ring. "With this ring I thee wed." detto Michael. "Taylor, do te accept Michael into your life, as husband, for rich o for poor, in sickness and in health, for better o worse, til death do te part?" I tried so hard to not cry and detto proudly "I do"
"Taylor, te may now say your vows to your groom" I looked at Michael and took a breath. "Michael, every time I look into your eyes, I see nothing but happiness and heaven. te are absolutely perfect. I can't take it when we're apart. I need te every giorno of my life. I want to be with te forever. I will do everything in my power to make sure we stay happy and in Amore forever and always. I Amore you." I took the ring from Alleana and slid it onto Michael's finger. "With this ring I thee wed." "Michael, do te accept Taylor into your life, as wife, for rich o for poor, in sickness and in health, for better o worse, til death do te part? Michael without hesitation smiled and detto "I do." I smiled bigger and wanted to cry.
"Alright then. With the power invested in me, I now pronounce te man and wife. Michael, te may proudly baciare your beautiful bride." Michael and I smiled at each other and quickly whispered to each other "I Amore you" before wrapping our arms around each other and baciare so passionately, so lustfully, I could hear everyone fade away in my mind. All I was focused on was the passionate, long, french baciare Michael and I were sharing as husband and wife. Michael broke the kiss, then gave one last peck before grabbing my waist and the both of us walking out together as husband and bride. We ran outside to get into the limo so we could head home for a bit before the reception.
*In the Limo*
"I can't believe it. We're finally married, baby!" I said, holding my bouquet in one hand and rubbing Michael's inner thigh with the other. "I know, love. God, te look so beautiful. I can't believe how gorgeous te are." I smiled and kissed him hard on the lips. We finally reached our home where Michael opened the limo door for me then carried me to the house. "Welcome home, Mrs. Jackson." "Why thank you, Mr. Jackson" We both chuckled as we went inside for me to change into my reception dress. "Hey, Taylor? Before te go up, I want to tell te something." "What?" "I Amore you"
Oh my, God. It's finally here. The giorno I marry Michael Joseph Jackson! I can't wait. I woke up to a beautiful bright Saturday morning. The ceremony doesn't start until noon and it's six now. I got up and headed into the doccia and washed up. This time, I turned on the song I'm going to walk down the aisle to. I'm walking to the aisle to the famous wedding song "Pacabel Cannon" my sister was in the orchestra in high school and I recorded her at her concerto when she played this song. I fell in Amore with it the first time I ever heard it.
After I showered and got into some jeans and a t-shirt, I dried my hair, grabbed all the stuff I would need to prepare and headed for the cucina to make a good breakfast. It's 9:30 and the church is a half an ora away. So to be on time, I'll leave in fifteen minutes. My dress is already at the church and so are my shoes so all I need to bring are my hair stuff and my make-up. I wonder Michael is there already o not. I wish I could call him but I know that he is probably busy getting ready. I can't wait to see him!
*10:30 at the church*
"Oh, my God Taylor. te look beautiful!" detto Alleana. I asked her to be my maid of honor and she of course detto yes. "I do?" "Yes! Michael is going to fall in Amore with te all over again" I smiled at her compliment and stared at myself in the mirror, wearing my floor length strapless wedding dress with a bilaro pizzo jacket. I'm not wearing a veil and I have my hair curved in. I look absolutely amazing. I can't wait to see Michael's face.
I walked over to the vanity to do my make-up when a knock at the door came. It was my brother, Alex. "Hey ciao hey! Where's the bri-Oh, Lord. Taylor, te look-" he stopped in the middle of his sentence, just staring at me with an expression of awe. "What Alex?" "You look happy already" I smiled and felt a tear form. "Oh, Alex" I walked over to him and hugged him tightly. I always felt sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza when he hugged me. "Michael is so lucky to have you, baby sis. He doesn't know how lucky he is." I hugged him tighter and tried not to cry. I just finished my make-up.
After we loosened our grip, I asked Alex if he has seen Michael. "Yeah, he looks pretty sharp. te picked a nice one, Eva" and then giving me a wink. "Well I don't want to hold te ladies up. Ceremony starts in twenty minuti girls. Be ready." detto Alex. We all detto good-bye and Alleana and I did little touch-ups that were needed. When we finally were perfect, I looked at Alleana, feeling my cuore pounding and my stomach doing backflips. "Do I look okay?" "You look beautiful Taylor. Like a princess." I smiled then left to go to the doorway leading me to the altar.
Michael is just beyond those doors. I can't believe it! It's time. I could here the song beginning to play and I watched my niece walk in first tossing the red rose pedals. I then saw my sister Stand in front of the doorway, take one look at me, then started walking down the aisle. Now it's my turn. I could hear the sounds of people shifting as everyone stood up to watch me. I stepped in front of the doorway and the first thing I see is Michael talking with his brother Jermaine, then look straight at me. I started walking down the aisle, feeling my bouquet of red rose tremble in my hands and I walked closer and closer to my Angel standing in front of the red rose altar with a beautiful set of candles perfectly shaped to remind te of Angel wings.
When I made it to the altar I handed my bouquet to Alleana and placed my right hand in Michael's left. I couldn't stop smiling at all and I kept looking into his addicting eyes. God, this is real. All of it is real. Everyone sat back down and Michael and I turned to Pastor Brown.
"We are gathered here today to celebrate the Amore of Mr. Michael Joseph Jackson and Ms. Taylor Evanescence Ward. If anyone feels these two should not be wed, speak now o forever hold your peace." There was silence in the room for a few secondi and then Pastor Brown spoke again. We went through everything and finally got to where we can say our vows. Michael was first. "Michael, te may now say your vows to your bride." Michael nodded to the minister then looked at me
"Taylor, ever since we were children, te have been the most important thing in my life. I can't imagine living my entire life without you. The giorno we saw each other again, I heard the angeli sing and I felt complete. We have been through tough times but those times have made us stronger. I can't loose you. It took me a giorno to realize te are the one for me. I Amore te so much. Forever and always." Michael looked behind Jermaine and took my ring. "With this ring I thee wed." detto Michael. "Taylor, do te accept Michael into your life, as husband, for rich o for poor, in sickness and in health, for better o worse, til death do te part?" I tried so hard to not cry and detto proudly "I do"
"Taylor, te may now say your vows to your groom" I looked at Michael and took a breath. "Michael, every time I look into your eyes, I see nothing but happiness and heaven. te are absolutely perfect. I can't take it when we're apart. I need te every giorno of my life. I want to be with te forever. I will do everything in my power to make sure we stay happy and in Amore forever and always. I Amore you." I took the ring from Alleana and slid it onto Michael's finger. "With this ring I thee wed." "Michael, do te accept Taylor into your life, as wife, for rich o for poor, in sickness and in health, for better o worse, til death do te part? Michael without hesitation smiled and detto "I do." I smiled bigger and wanted to cry.
"Alright then. With the power invested in me, I now pronounce te man and wife. Michael, te may proudly baciare your beautiful bride." Michael and I smiled at each other and quickly whispered to each other "I Amore you" before wrapping our arms around each other and baciare so passionately, so lustfully, I could hear everyone fade away in my mind. All I was focused on was the passionate, long, french baciare Michael and I were sharing as husband and wife. Michael broke the kiss, then gave one last peck before grabbing my waist and the both of us walking out together as husband and bride. We ran outside to get into the limo so we could head home for a bit before the reception.
*In the Limo*
"I can't believe it. We're finally married, baby!" I said, holding my bouquet in one hand and rubbing Michael's inner thigh with the other. "I know, love. God, te look so beautiful. I can't believe how gorgeous te are." I smiled and kissed him hard on the lips. We finally reached our home where Michael opened the limo door for me then carried me to the house. "Welcome home, Mrs. Jackson." "Why thank you, Mr. Jackson" We both chuckled as we went inside for me to change into my reception dress. "Hey, Taylor? Before te go up, I want to tell te something." "What?" "I Amore you"
My wedding dress
What Michael looked like (minus the cane and hot)
My bouquet
The Ceremony Altar
This Is Just Breath Taking
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IN A WORLD FILLED WITH HATE WE MUST STILL LOVE
WITHOUT Amore THE EARTH WOULD NOT BE TURNING THIS VERY MINUTE
IN A WORLD FILLED WITH DREAM CRUSHERS WE MUST STILL DARE TO DREAM
WITHOUT DREAMS ALOT OF DIFFERENT PEOPLE WOULD BE LOST
IN A WORLD FILLED WITH CRIMES,PROVERTY, AND WAR WE MUST STILL HAVE HOPE
WITHOUT HOPE THIS WORLD WOULD NOT BE HEAR
IN A WORLD FILLED WITHOUT te IN OUR LIVES
WE MUST STILL DARE TO BE AN INSPIRATION FOR OTHER PEOPLE WHO FIND OUT WHO
te ARE AND YOUR MUSIC
The Magic Of Writing Is Awsome. You Dont Have To Have Any Experiences With Writing A Novel Or A Series Of Books You Just Have To Have The Want To Write And A Big Imagination.
it's all for love
