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an inspiration |
| pink shoes offsetting the red nail polish she sits next to me slowly sipping at her juice, is it mango or is it passion passion, if i could only taste those lips maybe i would know long sensual legs disappearing from just under the knee into three quarter denims she flips through the fashion magazine, my eyes following the movement of her lithe wrists she glances in my direction my heart skips a beat then starts to vibrate, my phone.. am on the phone but all am hearing is the rustle of the magazine am speaking on the phone but all i want to do is know her name then i will know the sweetness of it on my tongue she gets up and starts to walk away pink shoes........ |