a little black dress
the wiff of perfume
in the air
as she passes
and suddenly
there you are
front and center
in my memory
and this night
will be a long time
in passing
a little black dress
the wiff of perfume
in the air
as she passes
and suddenly
there you are
front and center
in my memory
and this night
will be a long time
in passing
Pen to paper.
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Egads, I love this! I’d like to use it with one of my sketches in a post, probably on GLAM, where I have been posting a lot of sketches, lately.
You have my permission. Thanks for the honor.
Yay! So, last night I did 2 drawings of black dresses. I’m hoping to do 2 or 3 more, then I can make a whole post around the theme. I’ll let you know.
Thanks.
Full creds, of course!
Please give me a link when done so I can see it.
You bet!!
Lovely and evocative!
Thank you.
So lovely!
Thank you.
Excellent poem. One can not be without a little black dress.. I came via Resa’s 🙂
Thank you for stopping by
🙂 My pleasure