Party Gown

By lenchenelf

Fri, 01 Apr 2005

Light breathing,
tight chested,
there it is.

Cascade of figured silk,
sylvan waterfall;
a dreamt creation flows
through my fingers.

Amethyst and Pearl,
pooled, rippled iridescence.

For me.

It couldn't be for me.

I'm the girl
who makes do.

I'm the woman
who doesn't mind.

For me?

No, where could I wear it.
What nonsense.

No, it couldn't be
for me.

Must be a mistake,

must be.

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layout ed. 01.11.12