Gala Dress I dedicate this poem to a valiant rose past an ocean of a hundred rows thousand isles in vermilion dress light up the gala with a myriad of guests... send this poem to a valiant rose past an ocean of a hundred rows thousand miles in vermilion dress light up the gala... a fine morning dew on web paper on steps hop outta bed and let's get fed a special day crease on legs collar on neck cuffs on wrists atop on my list or should I say mind runnin' em errands and checkin' on time since I don't wanna be late for a chance to hug and congratulate on everything and anything it's all love takin' in the stuff a good life is made of trees with the leaves give the seeds and the fruit we can eat, feast, and drink on the juice cheese for the lenses, cheers with the friends here's to the peers who will stay till the end and when I'm talking to the crowd like who's missing, speak of the devil she sends me a text out and about, fixing up her dress she sounds like a mess so I message her re: "don't worry be chill, but hurry if you will, don't miss a plate of bomb coconut curry" she laughs it off like I'm catering jokes and I'm savorin' the semi-colon-p that she wrote I'm so proud I could prance on clouds nothin' in this world stresses me right now two hours pass and gettin' kind of antsy cruising the venue and ladies lookin' fancy but all of that, disappear in a drop of a hat I had to break in the middle of a chat to comprehend the gravity of the moment the door parted a monumental momentum shift in the whole set a silhouette of a dress, burned to memory pop a mentos and mozy my way over to greet an instant center of adulation undeniable infatuation, if it were in fact written, my gosh 'cause I must be smitten from the dome to my sole and the role that you play is the star that is lone in the play that you make incredibly your own may I make a comment on the garb you have on? makes the rest just pale in comparison' magnificent texture, extraordinary very fly with the pattern, intricate embroidery nobody in the house can make it look better than the body inhabiting it, on the realla sorry if I'm overboard with the compliments but I'm overcome with the sentiment how I wish that I won't forget the way her blush matches the bright character of her dress yes, I dedicate this poem to a valiant rose past an ocean of a hundred rows thousand isles in vermilion dress light up the gala with a myriad of guests... send this poem to a valiant rose past an ocean of a hundred rows thousand miles in vermilion dress light up the gala... a fine evening trail on web pep in steps blocks ahead let's, she said a young night clique in tow diner booth in hoodies and sweats stroll outside bathe in lights feels different with her in sight the air she carries a pocket of hearts sittin' face to face with hands in place here's the deal, mixed in with a dream well, I guess you could call it a scheme, but a scam, never that even in the oddest key you are the goddess, see who got me on this odyssey honestly, I don't have the slightest clue but I have a grand vision of what I aim to do to hold you, in every part of the world and having fun on the road, it won't ever grow old