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5 December 2008
The poem of the dress
This recent photo is getting me so many compliments, I decided to revisit a poem I wrote about it in 2007. (On that occasion I was wearing it without the matching trousers.)
My cherry-red drapes me loosely,
floats when I move, dances with me.
Deep armholes show flashes of skin,
my underwear is "nude".
The slit front and scalloped sides
free my winter-white legs.
They stick right out in the sun,
they jig and twist and stride.