Hidden Dress
U Uriah Hamilton
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Her small, girlish shoulders
Remain as beautiful
As in her magical youth
When the first romantic, brave boy
Softly slid her dress strap to the side
To softly kiss them in the pale moonlight.
If I could find that dress,
The perfume of love and hope
Certainly still lingers there
With the promise of eternal enchantment.
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