Wednesday, April 14, 2010


They drape the fine contours
With a whisper
So soft and pure
Along the backs of my thighs
They fall so gracefully

How delightful the feel
Of silk and air
The embroidery exquisite
Grand layers so well placed
Its a classic

Warm summer breeze
Smell of carnations
Crisp blue sky
That is what I remember
When I wear this dress

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