Sassy

I wore my sassy dress
to dinner
to prove
that I was
a spitfire southern belle.

Low cut to here
...and there...

It spoke volumes
and no one
could turn it down
even if they
wanted to.

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This poem came out of a journal I've been working on since summer. It's a sketch book that I turned into a private poetry book along with doodle art. The picture that accompanies this poem is a low cut dress on a dress form, sassy and full of bounce. I colored it red--because to me...sassy red speaks volumes.