Black off the shoulder dress,
Patterned with little pink flowers.
Tan and sand brushed.
Last time I wore it was in Egypt.
A beautiful night, it was.
Clear and star filled.
I feel everything all at once when I look at.
Dancing long after they hurt.
Laughed and smiled so much;
People thought I was drunk.
It has a hole in it I never fixed,
I kept it anyway.
So there it hangs with a variety of other
Time to sew it up or let it go.