Only a once in a while thing.
Too often can ruin the magic it bestows.
Feel the netting rustling against my legs as I walk.
Swishing back and forth,
giving sound
and volume
and courage.
It is soft and feminine,
Bright and full of strength,
Only needing to be called forth.
As it hangs in my closet for months at a time,
I hear it beckoning to me.
“TODAY, TODAY IS MY DAY!”
How can I refuse it?
Only the dress can say
what is the day…and all the potential it beholds.
As I put it on gently,
I feel it hug me as we become one.
Comments 1
Nice piece HM. Amazing how something as simple as color can affect a person’s mood. Good imagery and choice of words. “I feel it hug me as we become one.” This is probably my favorite line.
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