ON THE COVER OF VOGUE, 1949 [31]

Last time I went to visit she told me

about her Ceil Chapman dress,

sleekly elegant dream of a dress,

shoulder-baring Marilyn Monroe dress,

a dress that made the cover of Vogue.

Smooth, lustrous black taffeta,

a row of shiny jet buttons, heavy

cream lace peeping at the neck,

draped, tucked, folded just so,

a frothy fairy-tale confection.

Deeply in love, she danced the night away

to the romantic pop ballads

with her handsome escort.

Enchanting is what she was.