I'm ten - years from the corner you laugh on, Your polka-dot dress - blows round your legs, The thought of me - doesn't even occur in the ballroom with a thousand eyes, Before you were mine, - your Ma stands at the close, The decade ahead - of my loud possessive yell was the best one, eh?, I remember - my hands in those high-heeled red shoes, Your ghost - clatters towards me over George Square, You'd teach me - the steps on the way home from Mass, I wanted - the bold girl winking in Portobello, That glamorous love - lasts where you sparkle and waltz and laugh,

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