FINGERPRINTS

No matter how hard I scrubbed

I couldn't get the stains out.

And that was my favorite dress too.

I couldn't throw it away,

God knows, I tried.

~

Sometimes I put it on and close my eyes

and I can hear the music of our only dance.

As minutes turn into years

I can still smell your cologne

as if it were yesterday.

~

And though not visible to anyone else's naked eye

I see your fingerprints on the back of that dress

that I wore many years ago.

I can't wear it

to dance with anyone else.