The Poetry of
Jack Scott

Her Dress

I saw a dress today in a store window
on a street I had not walked without you.
I wanted to buy the dress for you,
it was so perfectly yours.
I saw you in the dress.
I saw you.
Then just the dress was there,
and me.
Both empty.

 

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