Unfurl
By Helena Y
Beautiful folds
of crimson red
tumble down
to my ankles,
And I ache
to twirl
and spin
and dance
Just
to watch
your hem
fly out and
Blossom.
Beautiful folds
of crimson red
tumble down
to my ankles,
And I ache
to twirl
and spin
and dance
Just
to watch
your hem
fly out and
Blossom.