Reginald on someone's marriage

He who a titled smile once lay on the face of
she who tired limbs once rested with
were tied today in a knot of nots
and the clock struck some number

for

he who once those hands were looked at by
and she who once those very hands belonged to
were moreover and forever decided upon by destiny
for a fickle fate's indulgence

since

he who once that fate had resulted for
in misery and strife
and she who that very fate had picked
as the chosen prey for a prayer he said

ever since
the prayer had turned him a preyer
and her a self-proclaimed victim

so, forever, since then
the tussle has been going on,
and to muscle the tussle further
they were tied today in a knot of nots