FAMOUS ROSE DRESS

I woke up and I’ll I could think about,

Is that eminent rose flowered dress,

She’s beautiful and she has no doubts.

As I gave her that ring as she said “yes”.

 

People complimented on the spaghetti straps,

As she was on fire and made the room rap,

Everyone was looking at her at she was the attention,

While the night was drawing near the session.

 

I stood up and I’ll I could consider was that dance,

As she wore that famous floral gown,

She’s amazing and her eyes glanced,

As I gave her a kiss and it was the only sound.

 

Individuals stare, as we were a strong couple,

As I wanted to hold on forever as she was never any trouble,

Then the music stop as I there was quietness,

All I could see is that prominent rosy coloured dress.

 

It felt good to know that I was the only one,

That could put my arms around her as life begun,

Then that clips of that outfit became undone,

As she took her long hair out as it came down out of a bun.

 

The smell of that famous piece of clothing,

Laid on the bottom of the floor,

As it was magic as my heart was floating,

All because of the famous flowered dress that she wore.

 

Four years passed and I wonder if she puts it on,

As I miss more moments like that but they are gone,

She has tears in her eyes every single diurnal,

As she speaks to our life and me is eternal.

 

She is burning hot and I desire her smile,

She spreads her tears and are extended just like the Nile,

If she could wear that flowered gown once more,

I know for sure it would go back on the floor.

 

Soft kisses and the spell of her perfume,

While her eyes shows love while they loom,

The design of that dress was exquisite,

So she was made for me, as she is my visit.