Poem -
OCEAN BLUE LAST ROMANTIC DRESS----NOW BLOOD RED
That ocean blue dress she wore
the night her heart caught fire
reduced to a crumbled sorrow
spilling over a forgotten bedroom floor
passion a prisoner on another street
spat out
in solemn retreat
the betrayal came through a spoken curse
on bedroom edges
Sharper than the razors rip
Piano from nights falling grace
breaks in a glass heart
not the tears behind pride
hell is fleeing back from these eyes
An ocean blue dress
souls drowning in the creases
that night she wore
vicious mugged in your gentle speech
when you whispered
it will not hurt
moving into truly slow
a faded record
bleeds on the last
romantic blue dress
THE LAST BLUE
ROMANTIC DRESS
NOW RESTS
IN RED
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