Red Dress

Standing there,

a shadow of my broken past.

The light reflects,

the beauty of her face.


The room begins to shrink,

till the two of us draw close.

A rose in disguise,

a love discarded.


The dress recalls,

a simple date.

Where two became one,

and only one remained.


  • LittleGift

    So sad yet beautifully written

  • Claudelle DeLuna

    Excellent poem!
    digging it!!!

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