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She said, "I’m ready. What is it
you want me to write?"
Sitting next to you
Smiling wide thinking about you and you only
My inner vision sees deep in you
A window to your beauty only my eyes can see
The sun and you fight for which one shines the brightest
over me
Highlighting amazing expressions of beauty
Your aura
Wanting God to let me sleep…
I want to be alone with dreams of your
passionate expression
Wanting God to wake me…
to see you in my eyes for an eternal dawn
seeing
your beauty forever
Meeah paused, frozen
for the next mile, her eyes cast down,
yet with another pensive expression on her
beautiful
face.
I turned the music back up and another mile marker
passed. She removed her sandals, and put her heels up on the edge of the
seat. Wrapping her arms around her knees, she held on to herself like
she was either protecting herself or holding on to a feeling she did not
want to let go of. Laying her head on her knees, she stared at me.
Somehow I was able to watch her root-beer brown toenails
wiggling and
the oncoming traffic at the same time.
Some of her hair blew back with
the wind.
I felt all possible logic flying out with the wind and
love blowing back
in.
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