This Red Dress

This red dress-

I'm shocked that I forgot

And you remember well.

This red dress

Is me dancing like an idiot

And you acting like a fool.

This red dress

Is your arm around my waist

And your hand upon my thigh.

This red dress

Is trial

And triumph.

This red dress

Is both my high

And my low.

This red dress

Is you comforting me

When I was nothing.

This red dress

Is you stroking my hair

And I laughing too hard.

This red dress

Is me wishing that I

Was the only girl in the room.

This red dress

Is me puking on the floor,

Embarrassed and alone.

This red dress

Is you carrying me to bed

As I smile at you.

This red dress,

Is you and me.

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