The Girl In the Red Dress 2

gulls shriek their gullness across my field of silence morning ripens into Monday and the dance begins, cars whizz into traffic jams, doors slam the world coming in and going out, dogs bark their allegiance, the morning's Halleluyah chorus still singing their bird song as if nothing else mattered, it was a good weekend, now locked into the trunk of memories, I apologized to you, perhaps already forgiving myself for being the girl in the red dress, confident and tearing out your eyes with the lust of longing, I was young and filled with the arrogance of red, an open flower for hungry tongues you didn't know me then, when my cheeks were soft as petals and my stride was long-legged we missed a lifetime together and the days are shorter now.