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Little Black and White Dress

she dances in the night like the first night you saw her

she moved with grace despite,

imperfections

 

she was grand with eyes of deep light brown

a beauty beyond description,

recognition or belief

 

she took the dance floor and made it her own

her style is beyond years, beyond time

beyond Technicolor

beyond the black and white façade

 

she is timeless

elegant with simplicity

you know you’ll never forget this night

and the way she looks on that dress

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A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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