tailor-made MAG

By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

The is coral, apple green and blue
in a soft heap of linen and silk
losing hisfolds as he falls
he is collars, cuffs and sleeves

he was tailor-madefor her
every line and shoulder cut
to complement her own
sewn to formthe figure of a man
he is golden thread and cufflinks

he is folded,piled high
slightly creased in certain spots
having felt the weight ofthick silk
sheer linen, fine flannel

he tears himself from his chest of
drawers and throws himself before
her, mad and proud

he lies indisarray
she buries her hands in the folds
and breathes in the coral,apple green
tastes the golden seams and cries,
"Such beautiful shirts- it makes me sad -"








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