A summer day, she, in her floral print dress, white, knee-high tights, and shiny, patent leather buckle shoes, all a'glitter in the warm rays of our lovely star... her hair, straight, long, deep chestnut brown, expertly parted in the middle, true symmetry, with two braids of precision reaching inches past the nape of her neck... a beautiful, accurate piece of beauty, humanity, sensuality...
Me... I'm naked underneath my clothes...
Me... I'm naked underneath my clothes...
gone into her closet and her drawers
to throw out the things she can't ignore
in a summer dress she walks on home
all her winter clothes are gone or sold.