I wore my new red dress that night.
imprinted on my legs til morning.
It was the fifth time
I fell in love
I needed you
You wore the outfit of
our first date.
You wore it often,
it becoming synonymous
with that snowy chill,
the freezing November air that
held us captive in your headlights.
Tonight you held me captive
in your eyes.
We gingerly skated toward
the hot tub,
the most you had seen of my curves
We stayed in til our
heads were buzzing
and our noses were red.
You held my hand as we
walked back into the warm
I slipped my red dress back on,
My body still damp from the tub.
The dress with the open back,
where you kept your hand all night.
The tights with hearts
pouring down my legs.
Such a gorgeous description..
Lovely. It's a poem. Gorgeous. X Jane http://janeheinrichs.blogspot.com
Love love LOVE!!!
Emma, I KNOW I've said this before. But you're SO TALENTED AHHH!!! I loved this so so so much!!! You're magnificent.
When I die, will you write my obituary? It'll make me seem fantastic.:)
Just Dont Tell Anyone
wow! this is so wow! well done you, talented girl! 🙂
sounds so romantic, so intimate! loving it! :))
There is a lot of good imagery in this poem, lots of explicit description, which is good. Using the word "buzzing" to describe the feeling of being in a hot tub is very appropriate and recognizable. I think my favorite image is the hearts "pouring" down your tights. Excellent.
Hey thanks, love! You are too kind. I'm glad people are liking this poem 🙂 It's my personal favorite.
Beautiful, Emma. 🙂