I saw this dress today
With spaghetti straps and white crosses
A summer dress
Something those old girls wear at the beach
Something they would take off reveling triangle bikinis
Sand on tanned, toned legs
Material laying attractively on a towel stretched out under the sun
I have this pair of vans
With grey canvas and white laces
Showing off string anklet pulled tight around bones
Stretched up on toes to hug you
Your breath in my hair
I'd wear that summer dress and those vans
Picture you look at me as I walk up
Sunny, warm, loud
Finally feeling like summer
Theme music and cheers
Smell of food
Touch of sweat
Fingers laced
I'd be that old girl
That one you always saw when you were little
The one that dressed like an old girl
The one that was with her boy
The one that looks happy
The one you can't wait to be
I'll be that old girl
Walking through the crown stealing glances and kisses
Music on the rides
Going in circles, pushed into your side
Smiling scream and hands in the air
No parents around
Sitting across from you and checking my phone
You'll be the guy that takes photos of me sneakily
Eyes down, phone in hand, legs crosses and slightly hunched over
"Day with my gorgeous baby"
We'll be that stereotype
Arms over shoulder and around waist
Easy talk
Fairy floss in my mouth
In my fingers
Win me a teddy bear like that movie with the ferris wheel
Up in the sky alone locked away
Inside out cage, keeping others out
Legs between yours
Hand on my back
Maybe what you want
Defiantly what you ask
Too slow, too fast
Spiky cheek against mine, don't stop
Hand holding in the dark
Haunted house
Screaming and pushing you forward
Into their arms
Popcorn in a red, white box
Butter and salt
Tip of the tongue
Kiss on the cheek goodbye
Covered by a hug
Because the car park has eyes
And you'll watch me walk away
Tug door open
Slip away
I saw this dress today
With spaghetti straps and white crosses
A first date, summer dress
