Peter Gates

At The Premier

Limousines, burnished and polished bright,

Carry her this magic night.

Carpets of red and trimmed with gold

Every seat and ticket sold.

 

She steps lightly from carriage, the crowd reacts,

Slightly shocked, taken back.

Clad in sheer backless gown, that is slit so high

To display shapely leg and thigh.

 

Known for dressing at the forefront of fashion

Knows how to show and cash in

By framing her beauty in couture not common

Certainly, in a style not solemn.

 

The gown she wears may shock, does not detract,

But only frames and proves the fact

The casing be not the most celebrated thing,

But the beauty of the woman encased within.