Different
No call back?
By Sender Jeannestal Published 3 years ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
She stands tall above clouds like the mighty Goliath
But as gentle and sweet like a diamond dove.
Her words are vivid and simple
Tiger eyes between her cheeks
A glowing skin that’ll make you weak
And a passion for fulfilling deeds
She lend out her hand and put it in mine
A kiss in the hand with a dress that is quite divine
We danced till the sun turned grey
She was different
She left her cell number on my phone at the end of the night
Was I wrong for hoping to get lucky?
Unlucky enough that was the last night we met
Not phone call back or an appointment set
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