The velveteen green dress... . March 19, 2014 at 9:25pm Walking on the tired stairs of basement approaching the things I had left behind My heart in my mouth My eyes helpless glitter at the fisrt sight of the wooden box there laid my velvetin green dress the colour of my eyes small stones of diamonds the only ones that left, here and there covered in dust but still alive and shining bright had ı put on some weight? should I try it on? I loved the smell of the old the richness of the cold I shook it so hard small granules of dust seemed to be dancing around a shiny halo the size of a moon overwhelmed me I held the dress so tight ıt was one wedding night I was gliding like a princess satisfying my greed by staring eyes of the crowd feeling special, ready for the king of the night and the music blasted in the air people gathered around me from here and there dancing in the middle, not knowing where to look a pair of eyes captured me like a hook and love was in the air the dress fell abruptly through my hands It took years till it crashed the earth with a huge sound my knees started shaking as ı bent down and picked it once again then folded it back into the dusted box feeling a nauseous richness, yet sad in the deeper layers of my soul I could still feel the magic being sprinkled around the room as ı started limping up the stairs at least it was safe in the box...
Posted on: Wed, 19 Mar 2014 19:26:47 +0000
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