Secret

 

the dress by butterfly-cool via DeviantArt

Everything feels more intense. My skin responds to every breeze, every brush of an insect wing or blade of grass, every flutter of my dress.

I am more than alive, I am life. The often overwhelming disagreement inside my head silenced.

The simple act of slipping on a dress which means so little to most is an act of exuberance to her. Like unlocking handcuffs that have been worn for a lifetime.

In that dress, she is freedom and flight, grace and mercy, beauty in a form that is so bright, it is almost blinding.

A simple dress settles the distress of forty years held captive in ill-fitting trousers meant to subdue and yet inflate. There is supposed to be power inside those two legged garments.

But in this dress, I feel more powerful than ever before. She is being true to herself. Finally. Permanently.

 

I am her. She is me. We both have a secret.

 

It lies within that dress.

 

 

Image courtesy butterfly-cool via DeviantArt.com

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7 thoughts on “Secret

  1. This is soo beautiful that it made me cry. i have not worn a dress in such a long time though i am on the cusp of wearing dresses quite a lot in the near future that is when i am not going to be wearing skirts,skorts or culottes but whenever i wore dresses my heart felt like you expressed…………..this is such a beautiful post. Only one problem is that it has really awakened my feelings of dysphoria, the near panic, the feeling of urgency. Thank you. i want to read everything you write.

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    1. I thought you might like this one. I had a conversation today that sparked the inspiration bulb. A dress is a very powerful thing. Thank you Cinny! I actually have been writing, close for four pages a day. It just won’t translate to the blog until I do something very real with it. Something I’m not sure I’m brave enough for yet. ❤ you!!!

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