fully clothed

she wore:
a white t-shirt
stained
in memories
of every
past lover

she wore
ripped denim
torn
like her heart
open at the knees
exposing skin
like open cuts
expose pain

she wore
draped
from her neck
on gold
chains,
the broken
pieces
he left
her with

tears cried,
a scent
she wore
like a perfume

and above
all else
coated,
with love
and
al(l)ways
love