Her eyes showed the loneliness of the rose of the desert
Her face showed the existence of an angel
Her shaking hands knew no comfort
Her smile, was lethal.
I admired her from the distance
She seemed to be pure perfection
I was hypnotized by her fragrance
She was surely a piece of heaven.
It was like I was manned
I walked to her in a mystic trance
Kissed her hand,
Asked, “May I have this dance?”
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