The Mystery of a Twirly Dress

Our own dervish delight
This mysterious
Philosophy of twirly dresses

Encasing our hips
Suddenly the too heavy
Feel of fabric

We twirl and the weight lifts
We twirl to fly to other worlds
To a weightless hover
Like tops gracefully looping in circles
And colors merge in a whirl of joy

Hems rise higher and higher
The watermarks revealed of
Our naked knees
Thighs
And finally our hips
Full and round

Every woman needs a twirly dress
To dance the feminine wile.

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~ by writermichelle on July 7, 2012.

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