A Sonnet to a Fashion Affair


My love for fashion wildly grows,

For everytime I walk into a store

I cannot help, but buy more clothes;

I shop, and shop until I snore.

Blouses, skirts, and pants alike,

I need something for every occaision.

Like when I go to ride my bike,

and especially during the back-to-school season.

Whether styling a perfect outfit for the night

or designing a runway line of couture,

Each item must fit just right,

so I make a mark in the future.

I want my name on a clothing line,

something beautifully crafted, delicate, and divine.

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