sonal goswami

I am riding my dream
that red dress in my closet
the cocktail and floating candles
I am awake
ready to dress up for the night of my life
Yes he has most beautifully
arranged and rearranged
every bit that I had pictured
in the canvas of our date
ah! My dress is stitched in the best fit
it has beautiful fall to it
and my admiration outruns date time
I rush holding the fabric tight in my fist
barefoot I ran and ran
for my night was waiting all alone
and here I reach
to my dream standing tall and handsome
I gasp clutching that teak-wood chair
there he comes towards me
held me tight in his arms
Kissed me olive with the wine
err.. Olive stuck in my epiglottis
I coughed hard
to wake up yet again
from a weird dream
ended up in awe
For my mirror had a beautiful girl
in the red dress from my dream.

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